I wonder

I wonder how the roses
can stand your walking by
I’m sure that when you pass them
They hang their heads and cry

I’m sure the stars are saddened
when you look into the sky
For they can’t match the sparkle
that shines within your eyes

I wonder how the skylarks
can sing the way they do
For when you speak
the sweetness of your voice
must make them blue

I wonder how the twilight moon
would ever want to rise
For it cannot outshine your heart
no matter how it tries

I wonder if the angels
still dance at heavens door
Or do they know that they are not
the choicest anymore

For I have found an angel
right here for me to love
To rival all the beauty
of the angels up above

Gordon Merritt

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