My Angel
The moon and the stars make the night sky shine,
I am so happy that you are mine.
Clouds can clear, to reveal the morning star,
You must be an angel, sent from afar.
Your wings are hidden, like stars behind clouds,
Clear to me, but hidden from the crowds.
They give you an inner beauty thats clear to all,
That allows you to stand tall.
You've claimed my heart, and my soul,
You complete me, make me whole.
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