There Watching Us
An angel of life looking far into the beauty.
White dress with pink wings. The seagulls are doing her searching.
She is standing high on to a mountain side balcony.
She is waiting for her call.
So she can sweep down for them all.
She is an Angel she has seen many things.
She cares more about your heat
More about your soul.
The most of all.
Living things.
Copyright © Jack Reed | Year Posted 2009
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