why i write i write for The Angel watching!

I write The Years , Months, Days and Secs as they flash by,

Yet We Still Survived,

We survived? Yes! we Survived

We Survive not to Strive but to Keep Hope Alive.

Death, Often a mystery of Life.

I ask, Why are you gone?

You respond,

"Im Gone so that you could hold on!"

Hold on? yes, to a present memory,

Present memories of Love catching me in the net of emotion missing your beauty

Memories that will carry my heart,

Memories that will never keep us apart.

I think now I understand your last words Just hold on!

You became the Angel from that moment till now,

and I cant help but give you a bow!  My Angel Watching.