Angel

She was an Angel,
Graceful, pure.
A kind an hopeful prayer
On her lips did endure.

Her voice was music,
Perfect, kind;
Ever lilting through the air,
Proclaiming peace of mind.

Her face was flawless,
Beautiful, fair.
Her impassioned aura
Permeated the air.

Her nature was love,
Unconditional, sure.
She never ceased to give,
Never ceased to endure.

She was an angel,
And she was mine. Ω