Singing Poem by Roshaun Beasley

Singing



She walks into a meadow that is covered with white roses.

Doves begin to surround her as she sings out to the morning sky.

As she sings, heaven speaks out to her beautiful voice.

Thus, angels come down to sing and greet with her.

As God calls out to her, she grows golden encrested wings.

She flies into the sky with the doves.

As she flies, she sings out beautifully in the sky.

Thus, making the sky look like a rainbow.

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