Angel Resting There There you lay, angel resting quietly, Should you heart flutter, And seek out a handsome lover nightly Such is as sweet bread with butter As you breathe to hold this- our world Softly morning dew falls, Upon sea waves mighty storms are hurled As morning doves coo their calls; And fate travels with each rising sun, Where rose petals decorate your hair Call my name, I will come on the run In doing- in doing, risk my all to be there. R.J. Lindley Aug,18th 1973 Note- Found recently this old poem, written back when I was 19 years old. Hope some may enjoy it.. I made no edits.. Presented as it was originally written.