Listen silent as you sleep,
Angel's songs so gently sweep.
Softer is the sound you hear
As whisperwings are ever near.
Nestled in the afterday
Let whisperwings float you away.
Hear the stories non with-holding,
Somehow all around enfolding ....
........ DREAMS.
My own original verse.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
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3 comments:
Absolutely dreamy!A very lovely poem!
Wow. That's so great. i want to float away.
I believe!
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