Welcome

(Written a year ago)

She spends her time waiting
For a second love to make it OK
She always has a reason to stay
Alone at the end of the day.

She needs peace, a quiet place
From memories refusing to fade
Leaving her empty and very sad
Will she find her way?

In the arms of her Guardian Angel
Tis the place for her to be
Living with this sweet sadness
Remembering what used to be.

Hold her close dear Angel
Her arms empty she waits
Give her beautiful release
To get through another day.