what you mean to me

you are a feather on the wings of an angel,
you are the flame at the wick of a candle..
you carry me through the darkest of my hours,
until we claim that happiness is ours


you are the warmth when i am cold, sittin on the edge of lane
looking at the sky, as the sunshine turns to rain
fix the heartbreak ,for after it comes a rainbow,
that will shine on you, till the whitening of crow..