Angel of Mercy 

After a long hard week at work 

My baby was no where 

To be found when my feet walked 

Through the front door

Our well kept home silent as the 

Abandoned churchyard

Nearby that is until into our bed

Room my feet entered 

To find her standing there freshly 

Bathed her curves clad 

In my favorite Victoria Secrets 

Kimono with a smile

Lighting up her face like an angel 

As she held up a 

Serving tray of tea and coffee 

Asked would you 

Prefer tea, coffee or perhaps me

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