A/N: When I typed this up on my computer, it was in a much cooler format then this. Unfortunately, I do not know how to make that format work here, so my implied meaning is not entirely shown here. I apologize.


An Angel Gone

Silver bells ring in chilly air

He stops and looks around

Rustle of white feathers

Reach cold, numb ears

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He looks around

Sees no source of sound

Still hears the heavenly sound

Chiming in winter air

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World melts in white light

Now he stands alone

Bells and wings within his mind

Awed

Not afraid

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He sees:

Eyes of earthly brown

Filled with twinkling, wet tears

White wings beating the sky

In melancholic waves of sorrow

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She waits

He waits

Heart bleeding at her sorrow

Unable to say

Three

Simple

Words

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Waited too long to speak

Too long to understand

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She is gone

9/13/05