Whispers Of Angels Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Whispers Of Angels



Flowers swinging and swaying gently in a morning breeze,
allowing my mind to wander where it will.

Soaring into the rhythmic atmosphere, pirouetting through-
out the effervescence of this morning.

Monday, September 1, 2014
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Aftab Alam Khursheed 01 September 2014

Beautiful like a laughing Rose so nice

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