Poems from jadematthews18
Thursday.
One day before Friday.
Two days before freedom.
There is a keeper of Thursday,
His name is Castiel.
He is an Angel of the Lord...
Brave little soldier,
You have always been so strong.
Even in times of weakness,
Your bravery lives on.
Your fierceness, and your loyalty...
The call of the sad bird’s allure,
Heard by some, but not by all.
The call of the Mourning Dove, so pure,
Heard by those bound to fall.
...
Crushed from the minds of loved ones,Chased from those of friends.This is how she has chosen,To tie up the loose ends.
Sighs of laughter,...