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An Angel woke one sunny morn
and spread her lovely wings.
She smiled brightly to herself
as she listened to bluebirds sing.
For on this day, she knew that she
would meet a gentle man.
Though she did not know his name,
or where that they would meet.
But in her heart, a lingering,
her future destiny.
She flew among the fluffy clouds
and floated on the breeze.
She felt as though this gentle soul
was just below the trees.
She hovered close, to not disturb
this loving, gentle man.
For as he sat, he pondered on,
pen and paper in his hand.
He wrote with such conviction,
such a never ending need.
His hands, they wrote in
steady, even speed.
She fluttered by, a whisper.
And as if somehow he knew,
an Angel hovered overhead,
his conviction grew and grew.
He felt her Angel's presence,
her words, an Angel's kiss.
For in his heart he longed for,
the love that he did miss.
For the Angel and the Poet,
a longing need did grow.
And both decided all at once,
to let their feelings show.
He turned and stared to look at her,
his Angel floated near.
He heard her whisper, "I love you"
and then just disappear.
For the Angel and the Poet
knew all at once that they
would always be together...
Forever and a Day. |
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