She stands there
Under the clock as it strikes 12:00
Perfectly still
Her long, golden blonde hair sweeps across her face
As a small breeze whispers in her ear
Her crystal blue eyes
So deep it feels as though you can see her soul
Look around to see if he appears
Her eyes glisten with tears
Screaming the pain she feels
For everyone to see
Her tears fall
Rolling down her rosy red cheeks
The moonlight shines of her hair
Brightening the whole area
She starts to walk
Gliding across the grass
So soft she walks barefoot
A breeze wisps by
Wrapping her sparkling silver dress around her
A cape of pure gold sweeps behind her
Who is this beauty ???
Gently singing she walks
Her voice so sweet
It sounds like a thousand angels
Singing of love
She’s back under the clock
As it strikes 1:00
The clock breaks
Shards of crystal fly down
Surrounding her
Not a single one touches her
Her beauty more defined than ever
The tears stop falling
But the pain is still etched on her face
Who is this girl ??
This angel of light !!