My Angel

• Rhiannon Granger, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2009

She dennies the truth,
To read the unspoken,
Forsees a hand,
To reach for the broken,
Her eyes they burn with passion,
For they see what's infront,
She judges no soul,
But disrespects the blunt,
For they leave no trail,
Of who they are,
She'd like to guide them,
And take them far,
Her dreams are yellow,
And her days are red,
She sings her melody,
To feel what's said,
She'll drag you in closer,
Till' your eyes roll in,
You'll fight for your life,
But you shall never win.