Angel of Words - For Iris
Tender mercies,
dancing with words,
angel on the
white sands of heaven.
Graceful flow,
wings wafting in the wind,
sweet breeze
touches the soul.
Writing her heart,
across the sky,
in a soft mist,
like the hand of God,
reaching down
to touch her hand,
as she spills herself,
to the patiently waiting page.
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