My Streets
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No Longer their Fool!
Just an Existence in my Mind?
A feather in the Storm
Poetry Poem
Gift of Nature
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Our Protectors
Our Protectors
They come on a breeze
Touching our skin
So softly with their
Feathered wings
They come mainly after dark
In twilight as
They bring strength
To the weak and
Enlightenment to
Those living in the dark.
Pure and Majestic
And glorious are
They, sent to be
Our guides and to
Carry those who
Have fell. Our
Glorious ones will
Never let us down
Loving us eternally
For our sake and
The whole of
Mankind. Blessed
Are we who receive
These gifts from
Our protectors
The Angels
On high
Always!
© Trizia 2007
Our Protectors
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