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Interview With an Angel

Nervously checking my hair, Noting the silver is peppered with grey. My hand trembles as I put on my lipstick— My favourite shade of pink. My reflection bears a frown, But today, I turn it upside up. The big interview with an angel Will happen when the clock strikes Midnight. The mystery of the night Is needed for the halo to shine as bright as a star. I smooth my good dress, Reserved for special occasions— And an interview with an angel Marks it so special. As this angel Is so very dear to me. For you see, this angel, Living among the stars, Is my own little girl. My first and only question, That I will ask with tears in my eyes, Will be: When will I become an angel? So I can spend the rest of eternity near you.

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Date: 4/26/2025 3:18:00 PM
May reunion be in your future. Your poem delves deeply into your loving heart.
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Lise Clendening
Date: 4/26/2025 3:51:00 PM
Thank you, Hilda!
Date: 4/23/2025 5:59:00 AM
You express the emotions and yearning for that precious reunion so well Lise
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Lise Clendening
Date: 4/24/2025 5:17:00 PM
Thank you,Tom! Hugs!

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