Angel

Day 283
I got this really cool book at the library yesterday. It's about this girl who describes her angel in poems. Here are a few I like...
Autumn Perfection
Outside, the air was cool
and crisp, the way you want your sheets
when it's blistering
hot.
We walked to the park
and ran through the leaves,
picking them up and throwing them at each other,
as if they were snowballs.
Instead of loud splats,
we got quiet flutters
of crimson and amber.
He pulled me to him,
spun me around
and we fell, into a bed of foliage
fit for a king.
I wanted to freeze the moment in my mind
forever,
because there's nothing better
than flutters of the heart.
I can't help but think about those angels in my life.