The Angel

The Angel One day as I was crying, This angel came to me. Placed her hand upon my shoulder, Wiped my eyes so I could see. This angel was The most beautiful thing - Silver lining Around each wing. She asked, "My child, What are you crying for?" I replied, "This life... I can't take it anymore." Her eyes gleamed On her flawless face, As she portrayed a smile Of saving grace. "Just capture faith, And you'll be fine" And she was gone...