We all expect to see and angel someday
A knight in shining armor.
The silvery wings
The lily white dress
The heart of gold.
Angels don't often appear to us
In all their glory.
They are the smiles of infants
The kindness of remembering
The touch of a mother.
They are all that is good and pure
And find their way into your heart
Filling it with blessing.
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Poetry.....Beginning To End
PoetryThis is a collection of all my poems in the order that they were written. Hope you enjoy them. WARNING...may contain some song lyrics.
