The Secret Attic
Spending their time in prayer ,devotion and hymms
The golden haired Angels curly shiny braided locks
Glistened in the sun as she fluttered her wings
Glitter dust sparkled in the sunbeamed secret attic
Heavenly music flowed from her bejewelled harp
as she gently played her mesmerizing melody.
Another angel in beautiful fabrics downward flowed
Dancing and lightly playing her magical silver flute
Damask silk twinkling and glittering as she bowed.
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