Friday, 27 September 2013

My Angel

Do this
Do that
A warm pat on the back
A nudge here
A shove there
And I am on the right track

My imaginary friend
My guardian angel
Sitting on my shoulders
Dangling her legs
Hands down sermons
Left right and centre

She has been my light
On the dark days
She saw the tears and the smiles
The dimpled cheeks
And the frowning face

Sometimes she is the sinking feeling
In the pit of my tummy
Sometimes the clamouring headiness
At the bottom of my heart

Here's to my Angel

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