An Angel

Tired of meaningless words and numbers,
I look out of my window and find her there,
Waiting silently, looking in my direction,
Her soft eyes catch mine, and as always I can't help but stare.

I smile at her, but she pouts in return,
Late as I am in looking towards her.
She turns away, does a show of irritation,
But turns back to make sure I watch with appreciation.

I can't help but laugh at her innocent ways,
How her eyes express without her having to say,
The fact that she craves just for me to wave,
And the chuckle that follows before she goes away.

***

I work now for hours, my smile long faded,
A headache threatening to overtake.
When from the corner of my eye I see a movement,
I turn to find her fluttering with amusement.

As I watch her I find myself feeling better,
Her cute, chubby ways to which I surrender,
And the joy of simply watching her,
I doubt I will be able to express.

I wait for her, day after day,
Her presence itself so peaceful and gay,
I need her now to complete my day,
Without her I knew my emptiness would never fade.

***

I am waiting for hours; there is no sign of her,
She's always there, to where did she disappear?
I cannot imagine her not being near,
My eyes looked all over but she did not appear.

Dejected I returned the next day,
With hope that I would see her today,
Maybe she was ill? Does she need help?
I was wondering, when I spotted her in the distance.

She wasn't alone, accompanied by another of her kind,
Together they perched, rustling slightly in the wind.
She fluttered happily when she saw me looking,
And I watched with surprise at what was happening,

She had found a mate and was flapping her wings,
Telling me she was happy, her eyes glowing,
I smiled in return, not sure why I was sad,
She was happy with someone, shouldn't I feel glad?

I watched them as they worked with each other,
With a lot hard work, made a home together,
A nice, cozy nest where she would lay her eggs,
I showed all the happiness I could muster.

She sat on her eggs and barely moved at all,
I waited and hoped but never saw.
Protective and warm, she was going to be a mother,
Did she remember me? I couldn't help but wonder.

And that is when I realized, why I was so sad,
Right from the day I saw her with someone else,
I knew, I sensed, it would never be the same,
Those cute eyes, innocent chuckle, all taken away,
My sad heart craved, as I was so sure then,
That this beauty who I thought was My Angel was not mine in the end.