Angels and sand

I freeze. I didn´t want to say goodbye. I refused to do so. Gently I walked away, but it was virtually impossible. The sky and my domesticated bird told me that. Destiny is stronger than you. I woke up again in the same minute that I was freezing.

I guess I can call that a "Dire moment". Or not. I don´t know the meaning of dire, but I guess it means difficult. And troubles are always with angels. Angels and sand don´t match. And I was on the beach, therefore out of the range of blessed rescue.

I walked alone. No friends and family. And no angel too.

Just on the edge of the cliff, Marcus told his wife that he loved her. He jumped, and his wings flaped. He was her angel.

And a butterfly with her magenta wings was quietly on a a daisy leaf

And all the precious moments are recorded in our sky of love