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On The Wings Of A Dove...Sitting on the wings of a dove, And sprinkle stardust everywhere, Full of this wonderful thing called love. I would sprinkle it over the lonely, And sprinkle it over the poor, And when they were feeling sad… I would sprinkle it over them some more. For life without love is a saddened place, And a barren place it would be… Full of bitter and hatred feelings, And a very sad sight to see. So yes I would sail through the skies, On the wings of a dove, And make the world a better place, A world full of happiness and love… Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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