I'm a caterpillar bright and beautiful:
blossiming into a butterfly and spreading
my wings while roaming the skies.
The spring breeze whispers sweet stories in my ears.
I'm a brown rose in a secret garden on a tropical island.
The light of the sun reflects on me,
shines as a watchtower, guiding me to safety.
I'm the air generated through your lips
as you breathe.
I'm everywhere you look.I'm there: you
don't see me, I see you.
I'm beautiful indside and out. Everything you touch I am
Look up at me in the stars,watch me,
watch me shine everywhere you go.
I'm the water in your ocean.
I'm the green on your tree.
When you sing to me I listen with joy.
The love filtering through your soul.
I'm your guardian angel.
this is one of my favorites i think. maybe because i have a few guardian angels of my own :)
Wow i am so glad i stoped by and read this folder. You have a beautiful voice in your work. You tend to mix prose with your own affect, its sometimes disarming. It makes you realize that there is a real person behind the words. Somewhere out there she hurts, smiles and fights, wins and loses just like everyone elce. You dont get that with every poet. I hope you find an audience one day of young women who can see you thru your work, and maybe learn a few things about life along the way. I know i have, great work. (sorry so long.) ~Rae
Very nicely written! My Dad and my Grandma are my Guardian Angels.
Whoa! "The light of the sun reflects on me,
shines as a watchtower, guiding me to safety.
I'm the air generated through your lips
as you breathe." I found myself truly captivated by the ferocity of creativity that this piece possessed. Your artistic vision has took another rare flight of elevation in the clouds of distinction. Everything fell right into place. I love it! May GOD continue to bless you forever! Peace!