Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Angel Wings


Oh to fly on angel wings
across the barriers of my mind,
catch the falling stars
from heaven as they fall.
Making wishes in the night
to cascade at dawning’s light.
Hear the dewdrops whisper
from every petals head
before the morning sun
dries them to their soft bed
to begin the cycle of life
for a new day once again.

Submitted: Friday, August 23, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013
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