If there are angels,
then surely
there is one
out there
for me,
so here I stand,
so patiently,
waiting for my due.
I know I have
earned the right,
if one could only see,
that no grander prize
could she ever
hope for she,
but she’s got to be smart,
and honestly true,
to deserve such a prize,
that much I am due.
When will she walk
into my life,
and hold me
and love me
and show me
in every way,
that she knows
just what
she’s got.
I ask not for much,
honestly,
loyalty,
integrity,
understanding,
and forgiveness,
and the strength and wisdom
to stay the coarse,
as we ride into our sunset
on big white horse,
and books they be written,
of a love that did not die.
So send me an angel,
this time to stay,
and let her
never stray,
I pray.
