The Angel
The wind blows and gently stroked her long silky hair
as she walked on the rocky road.
It was mid summer and the sun made her glow like an angel
coming from the heavens above.
it felt as if she sprouted wings
and hovered over the he ground smoothly and gently.
The school building was now close
and she headed for the door with none stopping her everyone just starred.
the sound of the bell woke everyone up from her immense love and sight.
As the teacher walked in everyone said goodmorning and got back to work.
the teacher asked for the answers to the homework but no one heard anything because of her.
she got up and answered, the sound of her voice an echo in the darkness of my heart.
The way her voice sounded and showered the whole class and we sat there silently listening to the angel.
The angel had come to shatter the ice of our hearts and it melted in those split seconds.
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