Angels Softness
watches over us
in darkest night
Edging into the dawn
and the other side of midnite
to mornings distant yawn..........
as the beginning of a new day
comes upon us......
to the awakening reality
of our distorted concepts.....
Morning birds
still chirp and sing
as we wait and wonder
when Freedom will Ring
once again
Written by Rhiannon (Barbara R.) Feb.2nd, 2007
*Copyrights owned by Barbara R.*
