Let's turn the day to angels.
Shall we start with mine?
I was sitting in the garden reading this
when a feather floated down and landed on the grass.
I like it when angels visit,
don't you?
Showing posts with label Angels unawares. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Angels unawares. Show all posts
Sunday, 11 July 2010
Angels unawares
Let's turn the day to angels.
Shall we start with mine?
I was sitting in the garden reading this
when a feather floated down and landed on the grass.
I like it when angels visit,
don't you?
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