The Angels are Singing
The final poem , after "the angels are weeping". Hope you enjoy it! please rate! and maybe leave a few comments? I always love hearing people's opinions! -Revasta (wants to be an author)The angels are singing,
I open my eyes,
my head is ringing,
I stare at the sky,
I float on a cloud,
with white wings and a shroud,
the angels are singing,
no longer calling or weeping,
but flying and leaping,
through the clouds and the sky,
and the cloud where I lie,
disappears in the sky,
I fly to join the angels,
and we fly into the light,
never again to see the darkness of night………
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