just a little something i whipped up
all right ladies hold on to your socks because here's a little something i wrote while i was in basic. one of you might already know it or not but oh well.
Here it goes: (by the way this is the only and probably last poem you will ever see from me)
I was sitting on the right side,
Of my bed one night alone.
Praying to my God in Heaven,
Who sat upon his throne.
I cried God send me an angel,
One that you have chose,
One that you have just for me,
Hand-picked just like a rose,
He said "I am your God in Heaven,
The one that is above,
The one that has gave you life,
And the one that gives you love,
I have for you an angel,
One that i have chose,
One that i have just for you,
Hand-picked just like a rose."
So knowing that i closed my eyes.
And layed my head to rest,
Knowing he wouldn't let me down,
Knowing he saved the best,
I dreamed about an angel,
One that he had chose.
One that he had just for me,
Hand-picked just like a rose.
That morning i awoke,
And it was your face that i saw,
It was you that i was praying for,
The prettiest rose of all.
So will you be my angel?
The one that he has chose.
The one that he has just for me.
Hand-picked just like a rose.
Well thats it. Thats probably the most you will get out of my poetry abilities. so give me your criticism if you must i dont care. do your worst. I was pretty proud of it so i had to share it with the world since nobody else appreciated it.
peace out
Here it goes: (by the way this is the only and probably last poem you will ever see from me)
I was sitting on the right side,
Of my bed one night alone.
Praying to my God in Heaven,
Who sat upon his throne.
I cried God send me an angel,
One that you have chose,
One that you have just for me,
Hand-picked just like a rose,
He said "I am your God in Heaven,
The one that is above,
The one that has gave you life,
And the one that gives you love,
I have for you an angel,
One that i have chose,
One that i have just for you,
Hand-picked just like a rose."
So knowing that i closed my eyes.
And layed my head to rest,
Knowing he wouldn't let me down,
Knowing he saved the best,
I dreamed about an angel,
One that he had chose.
One that he had just for me,
Hand-picked just like a rose.
That morning i awoke,
And it was your face that i saw,
It was you that i was praying for,
The prettiest rose of all.
So will you be my angel?
The one that he has chose.
The one that he has just for me.
Hand-picked just like a rose.
Well thats it. Thats probably the most you will get out of my poetry abilities. so give me your criticism if you must i dont care. do your worst. I was pretty proud of it so i had to share it with the world since nobody else appreciated it.
peace out