Fluttering wings
Against my cold cheek
Foolish things

Just a dream
What does heaven seek
Far downstream?

Angels sigh
But they never speak
Only cry

Be their host
Once before you die
Love the most

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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2 Responses to Angel

  1. I opened your page the second your like came up! I love the 2nd stanza, fantastic as always =)

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