You are of dreams, my true companion dear <br />A noble friend composed of song and light <br />Whose presence banishes my every fear <br />And makes a day of the eternal night <br />Through which I stumble blindly every day <br />Through which, beside my pale form, you stand <br />My darling one who, smiling, lights my way <br />And when I fall does kneel to give her hand <br />Which, tender soft, when I grow weary, weak <br />Descends to cradle, lovingly, my head <br />I have so many words and thanks’ to speak <br />But in my mind I whisper this instead: <br />You are of dreams, an angel shining bright <br />A veritable star, and my delight.<br /><br />Thomas Donnelly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angel-231/
