I can hear them.
I hear them laugh.
Sometimes, I hear them weep,
Which is a shock within this tranquil realm.
The clearest blue sky with the fluffiest white clouds,
Where all kinds of plants and flowers grow
A gentle brook flows
And a pleasant warmth surrounds.
A flutter of wings makes me turn
My spirits lift: will I see one?
Bird appears, twinkle in eye,
Hopping from branch to branch
With quilt-like leaves overhead.
My wit tells me they’re near
Their essence provides the spice
The beauty, the comfort, the rest
To this, their eternal paradise
Wordle: Angel’s Paradise
12 responses to “Wordle: Angel’s Paradise”
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Thanks, Jodi.
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Thanks, Oldegg… and what you say is so true.
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I think you’re right, Jae.
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There is a certain sense of magic in your words, may it always be so,
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com-
I hope so too, Elizabeth, I love it when the magic shows through!
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Thanks for saying so, Col, I quite liked how I got the quilt angle covered…
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Thanks, Ros.
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