On The Great Stage Is A Poetess And An Angel

Teddy.15

 

And as she slowly lands

upon ground, this time

without my humble request

a surprise, if ever I had one

having her here

without a formal invitation

was truly remarkable 

   

her eyes piercing

even more so than usual

I never dare 

to look directly at them

but I know they are

fifteen carat diamonds

and the aura surrounding us

tells me of 

her ancient beauty

 

I just know, she’s a noble being

and today

there's even more

of a sparkle than usual 

even on the walls, in the room

so incredibly bright

the sun was eclipsed

 

a gracious atmosphere

of pride and of joy

even though I’d give anything

for a mere glimpse of her smile

 

my head was locked down

simply because I was mesmerized

by her feathered wings

graciously laid on the ground 

like cream silk 

 

her energy as warm

and reassuring as always 

and for once…

 

she wasn’t here to comfort me

she wasn’t here to hold my hand 

she was simply here

to celebrate with me

 

and so we danced.

  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 30th, 2024 10:41
  • Category: Reflection
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