My Wings
My wings
By Michelle Morris
18/03/2023
When I came down to Earth
I had to leave my wings behind
I spent my whole life trying to find them
Until I realised I had them all the time
My physical form is mortal
But my angelic soul remains
It doesn't matter whether it's inside me
Or out in the wide, wide Universe
For I am truly immortal
I am an angelic soul from Heaven
I am made from stardust and starlight
And I shall shine eternally
© Michelle Morris, 2023
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