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Click hereThere must be thousands
of Angels flying over head
for the ground is white
from feather particles shed.
Tomorrow the white will be gone
leaving a sopping wet ground.
The Angels gather them back up
stuffed in their bed pillow clouds.
Swaying trees and sailing leaves
invisible Angels disguised as a breeze.
New Angels are sent, causing a tornado
as they rush through, heavens portal.
The howling winds mournful cry
another Angel fell back to the sky.
The coming winter telling us all
Angels shed and white particles fall.
but there comes a time when you need to get out of the 3rd grade...
loved it as always ARTY how do you come up with ideas like these??
kissses,
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I love that line,in the fall I will think of it. Now if only the flowering cherry blossoms were angels, I wouldn't have to rake out the pond!
to the creation of snow angels. Very nice.