Angel poem:
Reaching up touchin fingers, say ‘a nice day is calling’
Reach down, touch ground, say ‘earth is waiting’
Arms out like wings, say ‘thank you for the air’
Turn, arms out, say ‘ thank you for the shade’
Return, arms by side say ‘ thank you for the Light, ( that I may see)’
Reaching up touchin fingers, say ‘a nice day is calling’
Reach down, touch ground, say ‘earth is waiting’
Arms out like wings, say ‘thank you for the air’
Turn, arms out, say ‘ thank you for the shade’
Return, arms by side say ‘ thank you for the Light, ( that I may see)’
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