There was a time I was a wish;
a wish crafted by an angel.

This angel,
my angel,
tired of flying alone
and chose instead to walk,
next to me


Holding an angel's hand,
I felt loved;

and yet
I felt unworthy,
inadequate of such company.



For what man can live with himself
while making an angel walk?


That was the day
I swore to become more than a man
for her.


That was the day
I became a promise.














Soar my angel,
I will try to keep up.












I became a promise of love,

a promise of friendship,

of commitment,

faithfulness,







a promise of forever.









I became a promise
which I forever intend to keep.

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