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An Angel’s Kiss
As cold winds blow Across the nighttime sky, He knows, This is the time that God has chosen for him to die.
His silver badge Once polished so bright, Now lies stained with his life’s blood, On this last lonely night.
“A man should not cry alone,” He sobs, unable to halt his tears, “A man should not die alone,” He cries, but there are no listening ears.
An angel’s kiss Was the last thing that he knew, Then he felt the waiting arms Of his fallen brothers in blue.
Poem copyrighted © 2004 by Lydia Warner Miller Web site copyrighted © 2012 by Lydia Warner Miller Cell: 530-391-5056 Home: 530-644-5594 email: brokenbadge8@yahoo.com lydia-miller.artistwebsites.com Fine Art America.com search Lydia Miller 2379 Indian Wells Road Placerville, CA 95667 |
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