My halo may be crooked
My wings slightly bent
My aura some what tainted
But be sure I'm heaven sent
To guide you through
and protect you from the pain
A sacred umbrella
To shield you from the rain.
My chorus may be off-key
My clouds a little grey
My heaven not quite perfect
But I am here to stay
I'm your guardian angel
And this I'll always be
I may always appear imperfect
But I'll always be me.
A contest entry
- It's Poetry Time! =) Musical Inspiration For You! by KyleBerg.
1225 points, ended October 22, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Awwwww this is so sweet.
I love how there is rhyme but the timing is kind of out so it is imperfect to match the message of the poem -- very cleverly done!
I loved the verses and the umbrella metaphor is wonderful.
Great work with this poem and best of luck
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