Shines like the Sun

He shines like the sun.

He burns brightly,

His light is a piece of heaven.

It is gift bestowed upon all who see.

His golden hair is a halo

His eyes hold the secret of happiness

A coy smile that is sweeter than the moon’s light.

He has fingers that are delicate,

But are scared.

He is scared.

The body of a warrior, trained to fight.

Born to be a warrior.

His soul was too pure to corrupt.

A warrior he is not.

He has the blood of an angle.

His tears are pure as the waters that run through paradise.

All feel his laughter.

It’s as soft as clouds.

All understands his love.

No need to translate.

For he is the definition of forgiveness.

He is radiant.

He shines like the sun.