My Angel
by Melissa Miller
What do you dream of, my angel?
Do you dream of starless nights, or of the sun?
Maybe even summer breezes?
Or do you dream of cold winters,
Being alone and afraid?
What do you dream of, my angel?
Do you dream, like me, of happiness?
A place where everything asked is served
And everything deserved,
given?
Do you dream of hope, my angel?
What do you pray for, my angel?
I pray for you.
I pray that you are loved and happy.
For you see, my angel,
I am only human
And cannot repay what you have given me.
So, what do you pray, my angel?
And what do you dream, my angel?
For I hope
there is nothing less you receive
