Upon a dusty, lesser traveled road,
I found an angel sitting by a stream.
The music that she played was like a dream,
upon a dusty, lesser traveled road.
I was so thrilled, I thought I might explode,
to say “I’m here” to jump and yell and scream.
Instead I froze and stood there in this theme,
upon a dusty, lesser traveled road.
I thought she must be resting in this place,
an angel sat before me, plucking strings.
The glow of heaven round about her face,
in awe I watched the flutters from her wings.
~*~
Unto my spirit, so much joy and grace,
an angel sat before me, plucking strings.
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You’re just so sweet
Thank you so much for the comment and applause, I really needed my spirits lifted and you and your group has done just that. Sometimes angels come in the form of poets
Thanks
