My Angel

You have no wings, but Oh, your eyes
So brown, and such beauty to see
Enough of your lovely disguise
I know, an angel you must be

Such flowing hair so black as night
Whose sky is sprinkled dusty white
By stars glowing to our delight
To give us dreams so very blithe

What fun to have your company
To see your smile, or hold your hand
As all the cares are whiled away
As though at Heaven's gate I stand.