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For Merpy age 88 angel poem: category: poems for the departed



when smoke appears
and a sun comes up (purple)
over a hill,
an angel
rises
with a sword , (blue)
for a peace,
that instills
a vigour.

Safety will thrive (yellow)
throughout all time. (green)

We are accepted
as a gift
to acheive our balance,
then
a new sun appears (gold)
every day
at the table
where we eat
(of Spirit)

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