In The Arms of An Angel
Come child, walk with me.
Through the cracks of time and across the endless sea.
To a place of magicks, to a place full of life.
Look through the fissures, see the land, but do not touch.
Walk further and feel the breeze, is this too much?
Yet you can not stay child, you now must return home.
To a land long since destroyed, raged with war.
A place of death and decay, to a bed that lays behind bars.
But do not fret young one, one day I shall return.
And when I do, I shall carry you in my arms.
I will take you to this place you saw.
And here you shall finally be at peace.
Carried in the arms of an angel.
Authors Notes: I hope you like this! Lots of C&C please! And make your posts worthwhile. I love hearing that you like my poem, but maybe some more indepth info on the poem would be better neh? Thank you! ^.^
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