Angel
Angel, come walk with me please,
and I will place my unknowing hand in yours.
Under the shade of the eucalyptus trees,
we will sing our combined steps on folk-danced floors,
by turquoise oceans and billowing seas,
moved to tears and laughter in a sun-drenched outdoors.
We can sigh over all the old stories,
while we speak a new form of metaphors.
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a picture of faith and awareness , memories and expectations of both lost and soon to be had. Lovely write Ma-Li i enjoyed your sharing
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The only time I look down on another is when I am bending to help them up.