My Angel

• Bryan Lynch-Wells, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2007

For years I have known her
But now something may have changed
I love it when I am with her
Though my stomach feels deranged

For a while now, she’s tormented me
In and out of sleep
Her own feelings, I cannot see
No I can’t get a peep

She is as beautiful as an angel
Her voice is yet more so
I feel as though I’m under a spell
Of whose make I do not know

She’s a pure and innocent thing
I love to hear her sing
There are many things I cannot tell
But I know that for me she is an angel