Light of Angels
Indian summers come
Then they slip away
Fish swim upstream to spawn
But they never stay
October came in 1955
I lay on my mother's breast
Love came to me one day
Then stepped away
There might be scars here
and there. But, there's still
The light of the angels
Shining thru her eyes
6/17/2017 11 pm Sat.
Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2017
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