Angel

This is a fiction poem in the eyes of someone who saw an angel.

I once saw an angel.

Beautiful beyond anyone's imagination.

It's wings were beautiful

and it's halo was bright. 

It was playing a song on a harp

that sounded magical to the ear.

I realized that the song meant something,

 but I could not figure it out.

Not long after the angel was gone,

I could still remember them in my thoughts.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[John D'alquen]

I felt like this when I heard my Greek friend sing. I didn't know the words she sang,but it some how was sad.

[Chidoriflower]

Incredible! Fantasy and reality are not too far from each other. I'd like it it was longer and maybe a bit more descriptive, but that's fine. This is a good poem. :)