Little whisper in your ear,
A soft silent touch you feel is near,
Nothing around you but yourself alone,
Then appears a glow,
A mystery unknown.
A golden figure stands,
With a crown and wings,
You wisper "magic",
of all certain things.
She smiles at you,
Her bright green eyes gleaming,
You gaze in awe,
From the sight your seeing.
Her soft silky hair shines from a-glow,
She shows elegance and beauty,
Sweet a rose, graceful as a doe.
Her warm comforting glow,
Secure you feel you know.
She's the queen of her kingdom,
Leader of her angels,
The first of her kind,
You softly hear "Silent Angel",
As thoughts rush in your mind.
Thinking of what fantasies,
Could be waiting just for you,
You take the angel's hand,
And wonder what is there,
That you never knew...