The Wind Beneath Angel Wings
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the wind blew that day
the hearse shiny black
the coffin so small
for a baby boy-
weeping filled the air
a lullaby
slipped from my lips
in the wild wind-
drifting with tears
with heads bowed
hearts broken
he left us -
on small
angel-
wings
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December 10, 2019
Poetry/Diminished Hexaverse/the wind beneath angel wings
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1206-643-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Pick A Title, Vol 12, Diminished Hexaverse
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Title Chosen #2- The Wind Beneath Angel Wings
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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