Angel

My angel wore no cape

Had no wings

My angel flew in airplanes

She’s crazy more times than sane

My angel has more than one name

She’s

a sister

a mother

a friend

My angel always held my hand

And told me that we’ll be ok

Even if we don’t make it through the day

Heaven awaits

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strangerpaths

Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee

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