In this dim world of clouding cares,
we rarely know till wildered eyes clears,
see white wings lessening up the skies,
the angels with us yet we seems unaware,
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up and down the skies with wingled sandals shods, the angels come and go in all magical forms, visits few and far in between, .... wonderful imagination dear poetess.. thank u. tony
Nice one. I really love the vividness in description and the simplicity in language use.