Angel of Freedom

Angel Of Freedom

I exist in a world not to laugh at others

never to ridicule their pain,

I breathe the air of another morrow

as well as my memories today.

I inhale depth in a place where sadness exists

as you wandered my living door,

now I love you twice than yesterday

but tomorrow I’ll love you more.

I stand before hope, my angel of freedom 

she absorbs tears with her gentle smiles,

appearing strong in moments where my grief desperately yearns

for her soft hand in shadows awhile…….

angel-feather  

© Nick Hawkins, Poetry 25/8/15

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