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I sat upon a windswept rock
    And gazed across the shore.
The stormy ocean flung its surf
     Amidst tumultuous roar.

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A figure slowly came in view,
    A woman dressed in white,
With flowing hair of chestnut gold,
     A vision of delight!

 

The threatening clouds above the beach

     Cast shadows on the sand
And teasing sunbeams danced around
      As if at her command.

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The sweetest song I ever heard
     Came drifting through the air.
An angel would but sing as she -
     My love, with chestnut hair.

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Another could not steal my heart
     As she had captured mine,
And, as she drifted through the mist,
      I felt quite lost in time.

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Then, as the thought of angel song
    Flashed quickly through my mind,
This celestial being disappeared
     From view of humankind.

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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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See also:  Angel Lady.  So you can take the same subject, ie Angel Lady, and you can write your poem in more than one way.  Try this yourself.  Perhaps you could try:  The Mermaid.

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