Look! your wings.
Soaring ever high.
Gossamer wings aglow.
Up, up, and around you go.
How can you not see?
Those wings lifting you high.
Making you free.
See them take you up.
Then straight down.
Hard landing. Tilted crown.
Spun by God just for you.
Woven centuries old.
Created straight and true.
Light as air.
Barely there.
All aglow.
It's true, you know.
Wings of love
Flying high above.
Silken and proud.
Not gaudy or loud.
Glowing with magic light.
Soothing us in the night.
Light as a feather.
Earthbound angel.
Flying high for all.
Still thinking you will fall
From your path straight and true.
Oh if you only knew.
Everyone sees you fly.
Fly so very high.
To the light you see
Upward through the sky of blue.
Sharing love. Being love. Being you.
You the earthbound angel.
Healing broken wings,
Spun from pain.
Bringing sweet love
Gentle as the rain.
Thinking you cannot fly, but,
You do.
And you bring to so many...
The light of love we call, Jenny.
Lesley M Mercill (c) 2015 All Rights Reserved.
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