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Does this Poem make my Soul look big
This morning I wanted to wear a poem,
Around my Soul,
As if it were a scarf, around my neck.
I looked into the heavenly mirror,
And wondered if the poem I chose,
Made my Soul look big.
Is it that humility should be honoured,
Above all things.
Or maybe this is a rehearsal,
For what sister Death brings.
I know the poem didn’t match my outfit,
But the Angels were too polite to say.
Instead they gave me a Sun in the sky,
A clear blue halo, grass of green,
And the knowledge that it is good.
From now on I intend to wear a song around
my heart,
As a peacock might show bright feathers .
And I hope this song makes my
heart look big.
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