Ode To An Angel
Allow me to place my vulnerable heart in your hand,
Let it be safe, never hurt, hushed nor harmed,
As a rose with precious petals, always cherished, not crushed,
Caressed by your fingertips to speak of its life without love,
Let it thrive and be nurtured in your gentle tender care,
So it may know freedom to reveal all its pain laid bare,
Please protect and treasure it with all your power,
Do not allow this world to let your love grow sour,
As strong winds and heavy rains destroy a delicate flower,
If you could open your heart so it could learn from your love,
It would forever adore this angel sent to heal from above,
For it has never experienced what life should mean,
To be held as something special as if never before seen,
For it has always only known to be abused and misused,
From countless cutting words leaving scars that never heal,
It has only ever learned to hide away from this hurtful world,
To search the depths for the deepest pit or a dark unused well,
For to feel the tenderness of an angels caring touch feels unreal,
Foreign and alien knowing only a box with an eternal doomed seal,
To be imprisoned for all its days, never allowed fun or to be free,
Never even to feel the gaze of an angels eyes that will only see,
How neglected and ignored, this loving heart has been, and will forever be.