She knows how to love, even though she has lost,
She'll love with her whole heart, no matter what the cost.
She'll make your life fall into place,
She is the angel, the angel of grace.
She will forgive you, no matter what you've done..
She'll always be there for you.. from you, she'll never run.
She has a beautiful, delicate face.
She is the angel, the angel of grace.
She'll never hurt you, or break your heart,
If she ever did, her world would fall apart..
For it's you, her love, that fills up that empty space..
She is your angel, your angel of grace.
Author's Notes/Comments:
This was orignially meant to be a poem for 11th grade English.. I was supposed to write a poem about a statue or an inanimate object.. I chose an angel ornament that I already had.. I had already named her "the angel of grace".. But this story goes a little further back than that..
I had dubbed myself "Angel Of Grace", long before I even obtained the ornament. I'd been using that name as my handle all over the internet. People had been calling me 'angel', because of this kindness and unconditional love that I would sometimes show.. I'd chosen that name to reflect the way I am, deep down.. And it stuck, for quite some time.. One guy once said to me (and melted my heart in the process).. "Ah yes, a kiss from you would bring the world to its knees, for it's been known to have a soft spot for pure grace and beauty.." Anyway, when writing this poem, and looking at that angel ornament.. all these things came to mind.. and this poem was created.
hey.. you seem to me a very good poet and this is one of your sweet poems indeed..love to read your more poems if you add..and hope you will go through my poetry if it touches your heart too