Upon the wings of angels

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    Upon the wings of angels

    The clouds have always been around me,
    and sometimes it is so hard to see.
    I have begun to see some sunshine,
    from the day that she came to me.
    I was wasting away and dying,
    my heart turning to cold, hard stone.
    When an angel appeared before me,
    and then she led me home.
    Robin was the name she gave,
    and she touched my very soul,
    she said she was looking for a heart like mine,
    and for a rock to match her roll.
    Together we are strong and sure,
    arm in arm we cannot fail,
    Robin you are my love and my life,
    you are my one most holy grail.

    James Wade

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    prophesy commented on Upon the wings of angels

    03-04-2009

    was married 20yrs, i learn to please god,good write

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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