Angel

Wandering she walk in the fields of time lost in her dreams of the worlds she creates. There is magic there inside her mind she can fly to any part of the world she wishes, but that is not what permeates her thoughts. She see her standing there, an angel glistening in the sun. The glow transcends from her angel to the yellow field of wheat like weeds. The crown she wears is spun from the golden weeds she is the angels princess. She laughs and plays as they talk of life to come. Tea parties, adventures, and walk by the river they take.  Years go by education ensues, the little girl is no longer a girl, but a woman now. Lost she feels in the world alone where is her angel now? she cries for her angel to return. Anger is the emotion she feds, abandonment from the angel she loves. Why? she cries from the pits of her soul as she aches in pain. Why? God, why? I need my angel to return. Lost was the once little girl. The angel was there as she watched the little girl learned and grew into a woman. The angel was there when she felt alone, lost, abandoned, and scared. For a mother love passes through heaven to her daughters care.