SHE IS THE ANGEL OF THE CHOIR
by Paul Curtis She is the Angel of the choir She is my only hearts desire Her voice fills me with rapture A voice as sweet as her nature But though I am in a state of bliss I could never hope for a single kiss For she is but a visitor from on high An angel fallen from the sky No mortal voice could so express Each note in perfect choral congress She is the Angel of the choir She is my only hearts desire In truth I know she is earthly born But nonetheless I am left forlorn For I have her upon a pedestal so high That even an angel fallen from the sky When on heavenly wings she flew Would be less exalted in my view So I must watch my angel as she sings As my devoted heart grows wings And soars up high on her sweet melody I pray my angel will only sing for me I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me. paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/ Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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