Angel.

The days run away,
to a land noone knows,
as i look at where you are now,
dead and cold.

I saw the soft skin, the blue eyes,
the beautiful smile, the lips that touch.
now.
i see pale skin, grey eyes,
no smile at all, no touch at all.

I stare down into your death,
how cruel life can be?
and as soil falls on you i pray,
for you to be my angel,
watching over me...

( its not very good Haha :) )