I Met An Angel Once

by SilentAngel   Nov 17, 2004


I met an angel.
He had something else
Others did not possess.
I said many times
As I’ve always said,
“How can I be optimistic?”
“Because it’s pointless to be depressed.” he told me
Over and over through my arguing.
“I can’t be happy because there isn’t anything
To be happy about.
Look what I have been through.”

He just looked at me
And grinned.
“Think about it and look where
you were and where you’re at now.”
Abruptly I realized, he was right,
I was exactly where I wanted to be and
What I was looking for was right in front of me and it was him.

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