Michaela
We met through a mirror
In my darkest moment you became my light
Guided my ship home
Greeted my empty dock
How befitting that your name is Michaela
A Godsend that pieced my broken reflection back together and fought the evil in my heart
Earthen angel, if I never reach the Lord's heaven
Eternal is the life that you give me
How broken was I
Battle worn and weary
Haunted by the horrors of honest men
Conniving sheep
I know you are a Godsend
For only God's lambs can change the hearts of wolves
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PoetryWelcome to the Poets Pub!! This collection is for poems our members have written and would like to share with everyone. For all the details read on...
