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…….


© Nick Hawkins, Poetry 25/8/15


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