Dove Dreams
Softly flowing into heaven
climbing up towards the sky
she's a symbol of pure joy
up she soars , nigh n' nigh
Pure abandon up she climbs
closer to that magic shrine
light as feather she will tether
til' the new born morning light
Pastel hues of beauty bright
truest angels of pure flight
bringing alms and joyful peace
til' the moon has shed her light .
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2019
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