Like a wretch;hit and pricked by many woeful horns,
Like a fool;wandering a perilous path full of nasty thorns,
Like the weary;defeated,shattered and mentally muddled with unfortunate turns,
That was I many year ago before I met one of many guardians.
That humble drop heals a laughable woe,
That mystical sprite gathers a mind whole,
The sparrow of my soul,
And supernatural balm that sooths a giddy bone.
Like the moon terrorised by the darkman's siedge,
I was the gentle beast surrounded by horror and nightly lease,
Amigos may wonder how I held out till daylight breeze,
The universe had enjoined Angella with me.
Angella,the most tender feather of a Peahen's tail that beckons on all sight,
Gorgeous and pretty.
Angella,the diamond castle on the freckless hill,
Stunning and attractive.
Angella,the warmest spirit made in the creator's vine,
Bliss and invincible.
Angella,the Love flare from the divine,
Undaunted and Unstoppable.
