Tuesday, May 5, 2009

A SPRINKLING OF GOLD DUST

A SPRINKLING OF GOLD DUST
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My troubles seem dim
Far away and unreal
When standing alone
At the top of a hill
With music of angels
Soprano and clear
Drifting on moonlight
Proclaiming them near.
My questions, unanswered
Fade into night
Washed free in the gleaming
Silvery light.
A ribbon of water
Shimmers below
While the stars far above
Smile down and blow
A sprinkling of gold dust
All over the world
As angels stand watch
Golden wings unfurled
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(c) 1996, 2009 Beverly J. Caligaris, All rights reserved.

Do you believe in angels?

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