To the Fallen
She spent her life always waiting,
A spot of color in the gray.
A smile, a nod, a tear, a frown,
Angelic beyond Heaven's grace.
She sells a flower here or there,
Beauty is her gift to a darkened city.
Her emerald eyes take in the world,
Naïve yet understanding.
She shares her joy, winter or spring,
Befriended by all, beloved by One.
She lived, she loved,
Took life in one smile.
Her eyes dancing with hidden laughter
She knows she's found her One.
Her love, her joy, her happiness,
And now she knows where she belongs.
But Heaven's lost its dearest treasure
And now it's calling her back.
The sword slid smoothly into her back,
And down, down, she fell;
The light dimming from her eyes
Although her smile still remained.
Lighting the world, even in death,
She fell.
He stands above the clear blue lake,
His eyes burn, his mouth is dry.
His One is gone beneath the waters,
Gone to her final resting peace.
His last memory pf her was her bright smile
Though now lifted away by the dark.
His sapphire eyes now dulled with hurt
Lift to the star studded sky.
Joy in life was her gift to him
And he could almost hear her final wish.
Maybe one day he could be happy again,
But tonight was reserved for an angel,
An angel that had fallen.
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