Angel

She walks these rolling hills,

the full moon shining down,

She sits and waits for me on top of the hill.

Oh, how she looks under the light of the moon,

An angel in disguise,

This angel that once befriended me,

yet fell out of the sky,

onto this plague-infested earth,

to learn of our humanly ways of life.

She will always be an angel in mine eyes,

now and forever more.