I know where angels come from,
softly speaking perfection in my ear.
On fairy’s wings she smiles into the moon,
chosen light within my reach to hold.
Accented in beauty she whispers,
about strength and divine passion.
In all of the troubles endured she smiles,
in the face of pain where her heart stands.
Unearthed her roots grasp who she is,
an angel from another place and time.
Caring to care in her arms there is love,
a mother of light in ways too hard to explain.
As she sits in this light the world begins,
life made precious in eyes as dark as mine.
Desire meets fate, destiny sees change,
in waters of belief she treads my sea.
Laughter eminent bound in diamond’s eyes,
refracting peace in troubled waters.
Dreaming life into new existence she cries,
tears of pain, passion, love undefiled.
Johnny Newell
softly speaking perfection in my ear.
On fairy’s wings she smiles into the moon,
chosen light within my reach to hold.
Accented in beauty she whispers,
about strength and divine passion.
In all of the troubles endured she smiles,
in the face of pain where her heart stands.
Unearthed her roots grasp who she is,
an angel from another place and time.
Caring to care in her arms there is love,
a mother of light in ways too hard to explain.
As she sits in this light the world begins,
life made precious in eyes as dark as mine.
Desire meets fate, destiny sees change,
in waters of belief she treads my sea.
Laughter eminent bound in diamond’s eyes,
refracting peace in troubled waters.
Dreaming life into new existence she cries,
tears of pain, passion, love undefiled.
Johnny Newell
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