My dreams had been shattered
And nothing really mattered
Until I met my angel from above.
And now I'm giving her all my love.
She is the apple of my eye.
And my pie in the sky.
She means the world to me.
She is the honey.
And I am the bee.
She tells me that she'll love me forever.
Ours is a bond
That no one can sever.
Jeff Fleischer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-angel-from-above/
