My Angel
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Winter weather surely torments
Grey skies and rain I do lament
Dreaming of snow softly falling
Seldom happens it can be galling.
To wake and find dream come true
Snow white meadow what a view
Pristine, unmarked waiting for me
Worries dissolve experience glee.
Decided snow angel I will create
Arms and legs plough crystal flakes
All is frozen enchantment divine
In winter meadow I lay supine.
Day has been perfect got my wish
Glorious hours with nothing amiss
Saddened when Angel melted away
Memory's safe of a perfect day.
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02/01/2022
Copyright © Delice Arleen Skelly | Year Posted 2022
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