Day after day, night after night. You continue to be my guardian angel. You always protect me from danger and myself. Your words have showed me that life isn't always what it seems. And that breaking hearts may be for the better. You've helped me realize that one persons actions can affect millions.
You pull me close when I'm afraid and hold me up when I am weak. You're my guardian angel of whose trust I hold dear. Your voice brings a smile to my face and your words leave me lost in thought. Your advice helps to encourage me and pushes me to do things I never thought possible.
I've told most my fairy tales and secrets to you and for the first time I believe they can come true. You've seen the worst parts of me and still you continue to guide and protect me against evil, unknown. You see me as just girl and not some one whose perfect. You seem to know exactly what to say. And you're always right about my emotions.
You're my guardian angel.
Comments:
This is one of those pieces that makes it dangerous to be a writer. Everyone who is close to you wants it to be about them. But writers don't name names if they don't want to. That's the magic in prose and poetry. It can be about anybody... even me... maybe.
i think you (the person above me) think WAY to highly of your self...lol...loser
I was simply making a point about the tendency of readers to do exactly what you accused me of. A comment is a bit too short for me to explain... look for a new piece of prose from me that tries to make my point in more detail.
I've posted the piece. It's called "Ambiguous Pronouns."
The only thing I think too highly of is the probability that readers (like you) will misconstrue, misinterpret, and misunderstand the meaning by basing an opinion on a fragment taken out of context. Thank you for proving my point.
I move to redirect...
This piece is beautiful... we should all be so lucky.
Such a special thing to have someone who is a "Guardian Angel" and who accepts you for who you are. This is truly a special piece.
You know, this piece really makes me think. I believe that we all have Guardian Angels within us and above us. It's a beautiful thought. Thank you for this.
When I read this a vast and dangerous emotion stirred. I think I'll call it "Love."
Thank you for those lovely comments I was very young-minded when I wrote this.
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