My Angel Poem by Concetta Salter

Authors Note: This poem is the conclusion to another poem I wrote called- The Other Guy.

He sees she’s walking home again.
Alone, all by herself.
To him she’s an angel.
He fears if he touches her she’ll fly away.
She’s everything he wants.
Shy and unassuming.
Unassuming of his love.
She told him of a guy she loved.
Could he compete against the other man?
And while he might not stand a chance,
He has to tell her how he feels.
He looks up at the sky.
God give me strength, he whispers.
He runs to catch up to his angel.
She turns around at his approach.
She seems startled and surprised to see him.
He smiles through his fear.
They say hello, and on they walk.
He can see the end of the sidewalk.
To him it’s way to close.
He ponders what to say to her.
This angel by his side.
Before he’s had a chance to think,
They reach the sidewalks end.
He turns to face her, really slow.
He sees his hand is shaking.
His hand lightly brushes her cheek.
He’s praying she wont disappear.
I love you, are his soft spoken words.
He’s looking in her eye’s.
He watches as his angel cries.
He wipes away her tears.
She tries to speak, no words come out.
He wonders what he’s done.
Finally she seems to be ok.
Her tears have finally stopped.
His heart does to, as he awaits her response.
He couldn’t believe what his angel said next.
It would take him some time to believe.
His angel was in love with him.
He’d always been the other man.
He find’s that he, himself now cries.
He looks up at the sky and whispers thanks.
His angel seems confused.
He kisses her lips softly,
Than whispers in her ear.
He tells her she’s an angel.
He was thanking god for letting him have her.