Walking among autumn leaves vibrant with every color. Wind swept hair as red as the setting sun. A form as graceful as a deer running through a meadow. A smile as shy as a Morning Glory. My heart was taken from me without so much as a sound, when I saw an angel looking at me. I knew that heaven was the poorer for the beauty that it had lost, but I was brought to paradise when she looked my way and chose me to share her love.