Fairy Wings On My Glasses
The golden sun of the morning
turned into a silver shine in the sky
forming fairy wings on my glasses
and fairy wings in my eyes
The dark blue of the dawn's
backdropp sky is lightened by silver
shining with a softer, kinder
lovelier hue
I love being alive as I run about
in this beautiful world, magnificent glory
no more fear in the morning
Song of Songs is coming alive
In my heart, making my spirit
soar!
poem by Margaret Alice
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