Updated: Nov 20
I know I am a kid.
When I was beginning to forget
an Angel, Baby Angel, came ringing my doorbell.
If not blatant, vaguely still, I could almost
see, hear, smell, taste and sense Death within me
but the Baby Angel is banishing my doom and
mustering the maudlin memorials out of my vessel.
With the Baby Angel nearby
I forget the time and the timeline
wishfully, I'm stuck to the resplendent present
getting myself younger day by day
yearning for the mesmerizing moments to extend longer.
Oh how I cherish every second
do not deprive me yet another
please let the Baby Angel be
letting her wondrous wings rest forever
near, across or next to, me.
Is this a ray of hope or another mirage?
Will I receive what is shown to me? What do I do? What should I do?
There's a plethora of questions.
I do not care to seek answers
I care to be in the now alongside...
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