Angel rain contest

2018, 6/24

When it rains I open my special music box.
Oh, what a thrill when the golden latch unlocks.
The angel plays her magical harp
as I listen on the carpet.

It is so much fun to take the shining key and wind the notes.
The sad rain will stop soon,
but for now, the weeping rain descends in grey motes
as the happy angel plays her cheery, silver tune.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 7/2/2018 3:47:00 PM
Hi Aurora.. Welcome to Poetry Soup! You're going to love it here. Read and comment on others poets writes and they will do the same for you. Take a minute to come check out my latest write. Looking forward to reading more of your work!
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Date: 6/25/2018 7:17:00 AM
Aurora.. I loved reading your poem over a cup of hot coffee this morning. Your write is interesting and it was a joy to read!
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Date: 6/24/2018 4:36:00 PM
A wonderful first post here on poetrysoup, I really enjoyed reading it, it appears as if you have written it for a contest,so I wish you best of luck in it. I also wish you a very warm welcome on poetrysoup, I am sure that you will enjoy your long stay here, good luck and continue to write
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Date: 7/2/2018 10:41:00 PM
Thank you so much, Faraz. That's so sweet.