AN ANGEL FROM HEAVEN
He cried deeply, he embraced his beloved
, knowing I would lose her, more and more I hugged her.
Cries of pain were heard,
a door was locked, the pain of that man was pouring out
A tear in my eyes.
I could not understand
that she had marched,
to a better world of this galaxy had flown.
Hours gone by the gate your beloved girl
opened up a little angel, who was in heaven.
Prepared Angela Kosta Academic writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator, journalist
