Annabelle the Angel

No she wasn't very tall, no she never had to crawl 
a winter day like this she didn't want to miss 
so she lay there in the snow, as her little wings un-sewed   

No she didn't hear the bell, as they called her,  " Annabelle! "   
for a little child of four , was playing right next door  
so together they did play,  until they flew away
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Laurie Avatar
January 23, 2022 at 2:47 PM
Hello Vie ... I reckon this is very lyrical and could easily be part of a song - thank you Vie - Lindsay
Buhagiar Avatar
January 22, 2022 at 12:50 PM
Birds? I love them.
Rose  Avatar
January 22, 2022 at 4:06 PM
Thank you Victor
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