Poem by Truitt =)

I wrote this poem for Annie sometime ago. She has the original and only copy, so I am doing this from memory. :)

Angel Without Wings
In times through waste and drift and sand
See arcadias of love waiting in your hand
Songs of life, wanting and love
You truly have fallen from Heaven above

For angels are not homesick when you are near
They are among their own and hold you dear
Your beauty exceeds the ages, for centuries to come
Completing my being, my life has begun

Arias fill every breath you take
Exhaling melodies that make me ache
You occupy my every dream, my every thought
You are pure happiness, all I've ever sought

I've waited a lifetime, perhaps even more
To find you here at life's open door.