that morning as i woke up
i had wings like a fairy
white and flawless
someone whispered to me in my ears
her voice soft and mesmerizing
my eyes were still puffy from the sleep
as i rubbed them i tried to see
couldn’t see anything but a light so bright
made me feel like a feather, oh so light
the voice told me “you got it my love”
i bless you with wings, now fly like a dove
i assign you the task to spread divinity
go ahead – be an angel
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sure thing
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Lovely!
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Reblogged this on mySestina.
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Beautiful!
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much thanks
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wonderful read this morning with some coffee, thank you.
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thank you my dear.. good morning to you..
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A nice poem for the first day of September. All our summer birds are thinking about flying south: fly my angels!
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How lovely.. I love birds as they never need to be restricted by any boundaries
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I like this. A beautiful poem 🙂
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Thanks a lot Jacqueline..
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Wow!!! This is a lovely poem. ☺
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Be an angel… You are beautiful
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Thank you 😊 I hope you have a good rest of your week.
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Aww, you are my angel today
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