A Triolet Poem by Richard St. Clair

A Triolet



Touched by an angel I am
An angel of bright colored light
Luckier than pre-fall Adam
Touched by an angel I am
Sheaves of gratitude, a Psalm
To the Lord in whom I delight
Touched by an angel I am
An angel of bright colored light.

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Richard St. Clair

Richard St. Clair

Jamestown, North Dakota
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