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A feather drifts upon the breeze, as the sun sets over silhouetted trees, the feather, so white and pure, belongs to a wing, that's ripped and torn. An angel that possessed these wings, now sits on the cold hard ground and sings, a melody full of heartache and woe, of how she came to sit here below. Below the clouds, so soft and clean, but above the fire, she's in between, she tells the tale of an innocent girl, and a boy who made her little heart whirl. She had been sitting on her cloud, quietly watching the world go round, but as she watched time go by, she heard a truly heart breaking cry. She floated down to see what was wrong, there laid a boy, he didn't have long, he had been reckless and gambled his life, but now he was to pay the price. The angel took pity and decided this, she would save the boy with an angel kiss, she kissed the boy, to her surprise, feeling stirred before her eyes. This boy was gentle and different from the rest, she looked into his eyes, her heart fluttered in her chest, he was staring straight at her, he grabbed her and held her tight, the angel hugged back with all her might. They stayed there together until the sun rose up high, now the angel was sad and began to cry, angels can't stay on earth, their powers grow weak, the angel told her love, as he wiped her tear stained cheek. He held her close in a passionate embrace, as more glistening tears fell from her face, with one final kiss goodbye, the angel flew back to her cloud in the sky. There she sat, sad and alone, until the day she decided to leave home, she wanted her love, and left everything behind, she went down to earth, only to find.. Her love was gone, nowhere to be found, the little angel collapsed onto the cold, hard ground, she waited and waited for him to return, through a winter that froze and a summer that burned. With each passing month she wasted away, because angels cant stay on earth, they say, a year had passed, she was about to give in, as she remembered what she felt for him. She sat upon a rock and cried, as a very old man came strolling by, for a moment he seemed to stop and stare, could it be that he saw her there? But that's impossible, it cannot be, only angels choose who can see, this little angel had chosen only one, who could see sitting on her own. Only her love, the boy she had seen, would be able to see her sitting by the stream, the old man shook and began to cry, he ran and held the little angel, she looked into his eyes. She felt her heart begin to race, a tear rolled down her pale face, for this was the boy she knew, but his features were wrinkled and gray hairs grew, The little angel did not know, that whilst she sat on her cloud so high, down on earth below, 50 years had gone racing by. The boy had waited all those years, but his beloved never appeared, he always visited on a specific day, on an early sunrise at the end of may, that's where they had said their last goodbye, as he watched her spread her wings and fly, he had never found another he loved so true, so he stayed alone, what else could he do? Now he had found his angel dear, but she was frail and weak, he burst into tears, the angel stroked his weathered cheek, and gave him a smile that was tired and meek. He touched her face and let out a cry, her cheek was cold and there was sadness in her eyes, she shushed him softly with her fingertips, and gently put her lips to his. He opened his eyes and surprisingly saw, he wasn't an old man anymore, instead he was young and handsome again, he looked up to his angel, she then explained, Because of her his life had passed him by, but so she had given him one last try, he grabbed her hands, they were cold and blue, i want to live my life with you. She stood up slowly and hugged him tight, i'm afraid this will be our very last night, she looked up at him with tears in her eyes, angels can't live on earth, they belong in the skies. With that she gave him one very last kiss, as the sun rose he felt her lips leave his, he opened his eyes and looked around, his little angel was nowhere to be found, he looked up to the sky, and what did he see, a little white feather, drifting in the breeze.