picture of an angel

[Bagel]

no poetry but its in my head so i'm writing it

i used to have a painting fo a angel on my wall. it wasn't your typical angel painting she wasnt a super model, she wasnt drawn glowing or flying. it was just an angel. most beautiful painting i had ever seen. i used to get up every morning and it was the first thing i saw. made the whole day worth while. As time progressed the painting started to change,, it was still beautiful but the angel didnt seem as happy. So one day the painting was no longer mine. It hurt to see the painting go, it was indeed my favorite. But i had hoped that it would make my angel happy.

Luckily enough i get to see this painting everyonce in a while... sometimes its happy..sometimes its not... lately..it has been very upset... and i have been noticing tears in it and missuse. my poor painting, my poor angel..what is happening to you?

now all i can htink about it taking it back.. permission or not.. and fixing it..and hanging it up and shining some new light on it..hoping that i can make my angel happy again. maybe this time i'll hang a mirror on the other wall.. just so she can see how special she really is..

my painting,
my angel

 

[Kat]

beautiful bagel...simply beautiful...reminds me of how love should feel

 

[Kat]

of how it feels to be truly loved