Angel Stone
By Evie H
Published 30 August 2017
In my hand I hold a stone
Full of memories that are know
Full of love now and forever
I hold a stone as light as a feather
The giver of the stone is in my heart
Nothing as special can keep us apart
My dad is a rebel and he thought he was the devil
We gave him a nickname bat cross angel
He is a bangel and it suits him very well
My mum knows his favourite song off by heart
Bat out of hell by Meatloaf this song will never get old
It will stay in our hearts forever to hold
This stone may be little but it holds a lot of power
When this all happened I felt like the leaning tower
After dad died my family listened to bad jazz but that doesn't matter because you are all mad lads
