In the times of need,
When things go black.
When I feel the pain seep,
And rushing that I can not stand to bare any more.
A whisper in the trees take heed.
That the messengers are around.
The humans with hidden wings of snow white.
when my tears have drained,
and the ravine has dried up.
To think that i can't go further.
The voices come to my ears.
As friends and family gather 'round.
And all is lost in the bits of love that all have to offer.
As I am en-circled in the wings of white velvet silk.
So, do I believe in angels?
Yes, for I have many that have hidden snow white wings on their backs.
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A contest entry
- Different Kind Of Contest For Me by Amorous Arms.
475 points, ended September 14, 2007, 14 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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what a beautiful poem hun. Really heartfelt and just so soothing to read. Well done on your gold! Well deserved! xx
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what a beautiful poem hun. Really heartfelt and just so soothing to read. Well done on your gold! Well deserved! xx
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WONDERFUL take on the prompt. I loved it!! such a wonderful poem!!! thats actually how i was hoping you would take the prompt. i loved the description you added into and how in the end you answered the question and basically summed up the poem. thank you so much for entering. best of luck!
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Very beautifully, delicately said, a special grace that entrances the reader as they go through the words you spill out for them. This is very achingly beautiful. Very well done. I read that this to my wife.
Love, Tom B.
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*nods thanks* i went with the prompt. and thats what it is to me. in my eyes, angels are friends with hidden wings. i have been called one myself at times.
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your prompt is....
are angels real? if so. how do you know?
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