If an Angel appears

If an Angel appears

A Poem by The Shadow of the Dawn

If an Angel appears before you,

Held out his hand and said “come join me, I’ll show you where the heavens meet the earth”

Would you take his hand, and let him take you away

 

If you take his hand, he would fly you over the mountains, over the rivers and over the never-ending oceans.

He could show you the beauty he sees in the world, he’ll show you...

 

If an Angel appears beside you,

Lays a hand on your shoulder and wiped away your tears

Would you slap his hand away and deny him that honour?

 

If you’d let him, he would make you smile with each passing day,

He’ll show you there is good in the world, he’ll show you...

 

If an Angel appears behind you,

Wraps his arms around you and with a single beat of his great wings blows your troubles away

Would you pull away, and say no

 

If you’d let him, he’ll fight for you with all his heart, he will fight for you until he couldn’t fight anymore

He’ll give anything to hold you even if the cost was his grace, he’ll give anything...

 

Everyone waits for their Angel but no one looks for the Angels that have already given their wings to watch you rise from the shadows,

Everyone waits for their angel but no one looks for the Angels that have already stood by you and fight for you every day,

© 2011 The Shadow of the Dawn


Author's Note

The Shadow of the Dawn
i would like to thank a friend of mine for helping me fix the problems that you all found in it :) thanks charlie :)

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Puts a hand on your shoulder and wipes away you** tears-- should be your

If you let him, he’ll fight for you with all his heart, he’ll fight for you tell** he can’t fight anymore-- Should be until.

This is a very nice piece. Some formatting needs to be done so it isnt such an eye-sore, and looked appealing to the eye. But other than the two mistakes I mentioned, I didnt find anything else. This is a well worded piece, and very true, honest. Everyone is looking for whats ahead, not what is right infront of them. Keep up the good work.

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Puts a hand on your shoulder and wipes away you** tears-- should be your

If you let him, he’ll fight for you with all his heart, he’ll fight for you tell** he can’t fight anymore-- Should be until.

This is a very nice piece. Some formatting needs to be done so it isnt such an eye-sore, and looked appealing to the eye. But other than the two mistakes I mentioned, I didnt find anything else. This is a well worded piece, and very true, honest. Everyone is looking for whats ahead, not what is right infront of them. Keep up the good work.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Love this -positive and thought provoking. Such Angels are rare and precious. Those who have had them in their lives are blessed.

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Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Roe
i love this we all need Angels to wash our troubles away

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Posted 12 Years Ago


We need those Angels. Allow us to be stronger and they whisper positive thoughts to keep us going forward. I like the positive and hopeful feel of the poem. A strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

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