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ANGELS IN MY HEAD Dreams are made of fairy dust and gold my mom once said as she tucked me in real tight and kissed my sleepy head you will see stars of bright and little angels baking bread there upon a cloud, a Pegasus with wings of finest thread Dreams are made for human bodies full of goodness, light you can get there if you try and wish with all your might you'll see blueberry moons with eyes that wink so bright magic swords with pixie dust, that never fear the night Fairies will rock you in their cradles by their garden nook while you sleep five winks and create with just one look up here you can be a butterfly lost in the winds of chinook reveal most anything, be transparent as an open book Dreams are made of fairy dust and gold my mom once said as she tucked me in I fell asleep, with angels in my head.

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Date: 10/29/2020 1:38:00 PM
Absolutely magical. I loved the rhyme scheme, but more so the lovely rhythmic pattern. Nice work!
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Date: 10/14/2020 6:47:00 AM
Love the accompaniment PD. Sweet and soft warm fuzzy poem! Linda
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Date: 10/7/2020 2:16:00 PM
This is simply wonderful. I was immediately taken with 'angels baking bread,' and then held captive the rest of the way. Right into my FAVES. Thank you, Pixie!
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Date: 10/6/2020 11:25:00 AM
Absolutely lovely Pixie. You sound like 1 lucky blessed child to have such a loving caring Mother
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Date: 10/3/2020 8:03:00 AM
Lovely poem and a beautiful ending...
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Date: 9/30/2020 6:24:00 AM
This is enchanting - a true blessing to the soul and a joy to read. You inspire me and I'm faving this poem. It's beautiful as your heart shows itself to be. God bless you
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Date: 9/30/2020 5:51:00 AM
Enjoyed the beautiful tone of your poem my friend. Your rhymes adorn your words splendidly. Angels are guarding all your dreams, Vienna.
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