I awoke one day to find an angel
Crying pretty tears.
I asked this creature of such beauty
From whence had come her fears.

Someone had said her pretty wings
Weren't quite white enough.
I looked, and saw wings of light,
With not a wrinkle or fluff.

I said, "Oh, you amazing
Creature sent from heaven,
Your wings are bright enough for me
To think that I'm in heaven."

If you don't mind my saying
Just how much I feel,
And how much beauty I see in you -
A beauty that is real,

You are that angel, bathed in light,
That fills my heart with love,
And only Satan in his hate could
Tamper with such a dove.

Do not listen to those who cause
Your angelic tears to fall.
They don't know beauty when they see it
They don't know you at all.

You're so beautiful to me
As your heart shines true,
No one can convince me life's
Not made for such as you.

People may want to destroy
A temple with stained glass,
But I want to treasure and preserve
The pearl, that it may last.

You are a treasure of more value
Than your peers will ever realize.
But I see it, so go look back
In that mirror, at your eyes.

Look inside your tender heart
That wants so much to please.
Know true beauty is in you,
And put your fears at ease.

You, sweet angel, won my heart
Not too long ago,
And I am humbled by your beauty -
Just so that you know.

So I plead, I beg you now,
Unworthy as I am,
Let me lift you up right now
And spread your wings again!

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