I sat upon a windswept rock
And gazed across the shore.
The stormy ocean flung its surf
Amidst tumultuous roar.
A figure slowly came in view –
A woman dressed in white -
With flowing hair of chestnut gold;
A vision of delight!
Threatening clouds above the beach
Cast shadows on the sand;
Teasing sunbeams danced around
As if at her command.
The sweetest song I ever heard
Came drifting through the air.
An angel would but sing as she,
My love, with chestnut hair.
Another could not steal my heart
As she had captured mine.
Her strangely mystic movements
Made me feel quite lost in time.
Then, as the thought of angel song
Flashed quickly through my mind,
This celestial being disappeared
From view of humankind.
I searched the beach my eyes transfixed,
To glimpse her beauteous form,
But, this heavenly being left our world
In the breakers of the storm.
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This popular poem and also "Angel Lady" (Petrarchan Sonnet) were obviously popular with teachers and children as they chose them to go in my book "Reflections" which AMS Educational Ltd, Leeds published in 2010 along with almost 400 other poems. I hope you like it also. Josie