Tuesday, 16 November 2010

East Of Paradise

I saw the flash in the sky
And an Angel came to me
She told me I had to try
Not to live a life so empty

But I awoke and she was gone
I wondered if she had been there
In myself, I was feeling strong
I knew someone is somewhere

Then I saw the feather by my bed
From an Angel that was unique
I can still hear her voice in my head
For now, East of Paradise I seek


copyright Chris Smith 2010

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