Angels are Rare

When someone touches your heart and soul,
Shines through the dark like a star,
Brings out the very best in you,
Becomes part of who you are.
You know you've been blessed a thousandfold
And this debt you can never repay.
For Angels are rare and Saints are few
And Miracles aren't seen every day.

Sadly you were only mortal, my friend,
But you'll always be special to me.
I need you to know that you're sorely missed!
You'll live on in my memory.

poem by Dawn Ferrett
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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