I Call My Friend My Angel

I call my angel my friend,
Sent to me when I thought
It was the end.
I was ready to give up
When she walked into my life,
Now I understand
The reasons why.
She listens when
I need to talk,
She holds my hand
When we go for a walk.
I could go on and on
About all the good she is,
But the lady I speak of
knows who she is.
Three weeks ago this weekend
I met my angel, my friend.

by Kristi Wilkinson

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