Angel

This blanket of calm is a treasure for me,
And it's no secret, so apparent to see,
The origin of this, this dying of storms,
A chance encounter is where this was born.
If I could thank you, if there were a way,
To give you the feeling that I felt that day,
I'd spend every minute, of every waking hour,
Showing you the feelings in me you've empowered.
No week full of sunshine, no perfect sky of blue,
Can cause a feeling quite the way you do,
You can't possibly know all the ways you touch me,
Or all of the love that you bring out in me.
But it's apparent to me, over the minutes, and miles,
You are my angel, sent to make my heart smile.