They will awake,
the details of the day displayed,
The laughter filled their happy play,
games and gossip put away,
Another image,
Many love to pray,
the pure power involved to make ones day,
Never a bad remark or thought,
to anyone,
in which they have been taught,
Oh, if those angels would never grow old,
but stay the same,
Their wings that never would clip,
and emotions to hold onto for always.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
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