I looked up
Into the sky
And saw something
Flying by
Just a blur
Against the sky
What was it?
I had thought
But knowledge of it
I had naught
I did not know
But had a thought
It could have maybe
Been an angel
With flawless white
Wings so fragile
A delicate, faultless
Perfect angel
But I wasn’t sure
I could not know
Unless it made another show
Only then
Would I surely know
There! Again!
I saw it budge!
Above the clouds
A tiny nudge
Of slight movement
I saw it budge!
Excitement washed
Through my soul
I felt as if young again
I felt like a foal
Prancing through a field
And loudly sang out my soul
It could have maybe
Been an angel
With flawless white
Wings so fragile
A contest entry
- There Is An Angel Balanced On My Toe by individuality.
450 points, ended May 14, 2007, 10 entries
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a good piece, smiling and wispy like a dream
thank you very much for taking the time to enter this contest and the very best of luck to you.
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