he was

he was a son of God he walked where angels trod he was the messenger to my letter he drifted like a falling feather he was the smile to my sad the calm to my mad he was the rain on sunny days that gently sways he was the light in the dark the spark that lit the mark he was the good in goodbye the memory to keep on and try he was the first time excitement a feeling that gave my heart consent he was my rose in a world full of daisies a bloom that stole my heart's eye he was so damn special the kind that makes your heart surrender please don't change who you are so keep on bieng my one and only rare your perfect even with your imperfections