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Alice Conroy Poem
While I am sleeping, my angel is
peeping, and while I am praying my
angel is saying. Sleep little
one now don't you cry for
tomorrow with my wings you will fly.
Now don't you worry, and now don't
you fret, for your angel will always
be there on this you can bet.
Whisper to me and you will see
just how wonderful your angel
can be. Guardian angel from up
above filled with passion and filled
with love, teach me to fly to
spread my wings, and to have a new
appreciation of God's greatest
things. O heavenly body of God's
creation, send me a message that
speaks to the nation. The nations
hope springs eternal with a message
of peace from my angel's journal.
Copyright © Alice Conroy | Year Posted 2005
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Alice Conroy Poem
Penny's from heaven for me and for you.
Penny's from heaven sent down from above with a whole lot of love.
Penny's from heaven, but do you know what this means.
There are pennies from heaven, that have answered our dreams.
These pennies from heaven given to the poor, and now these pennies from
heaven have become more.
These pennies from heaven will multiply every day to save the unfortunate and
brighten their day.
Now these pennies from heaven might not be very much, but when you think
about it, to someone else a little can mean an awful lot.
Copyright © Alice Conroy | Year Posted 2008
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Alice Conroy Poem
The ballerina so graceful in her stance;
everyone watching in amazement as
they see her dance. Spins and twirls
and piourettes dancing with finesse and
no regrets. Life is like a dance
sometimes as we dance our way through
many of life's twists and turns.
For with each day our heart thus
yearns. Yearning with hope and
desire; for when we dance we feel
as if our heart is on fire.
A burning ember of the dancing
flames; these flames
that our heart never tames.
Copyright © Alice Conroy | Year Posted 2006
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