• Oh what a wonderous sight to see,
    an angel in the window across from me.
    Her hair flowing gold, her eyes so pure,
    I felt like a fish hooked on a lure.
    Her body so fluorishing, so strong, so divine,
    her hands so soft had they been in mine.
    I stare with a gaze that's hard to divide,
    my chest was pounding with butterflies inside.
    I always wondered, I wanted to know,
    who was this masterpiece in the window.
    So that night I slept under the full moon light,
    trying to understand this beautiful sight.
    The next morning I awoke with an idea in my head,
    this very thought made my face turn red.
    Tonight I shall go through the dark nights shadow,
    and meet the woman behind the window.
    I crept and I stepped trying not to make a sound,
    untill I reached the door where the angel could be found.
    I knocked on the door and heard not a peep,
    was the girl in bed, her head gone to sleep?
    I knocked once more and to my surprise,
    a light flickered on, too bright for my eyes.
    An elderly woman appeaered at the door,
    I told her of the girl I had seen once before.
    With a sorrowful voice she told me in dread,
    " My boy, she has been 80 years dead."
    My heart grew heavy, my mind grew weak,
    a lonely tear ran down my red cheek.
    Even though my heart had a sadness in its wake,
    I'd love to see that angel for one more time's sake.