God be with the days, dear J... Miss them!!! Smiling, all we have now are the memories, but they are pure 24ct gold! So, much to be grateful for.
Love this poem, the title drew me in to read it as I absolutely love anything to do with the Angels! Fantabulous (fantastic+fabulous) imagery throughout the poem. Love so beautifully expressed! Thank you for sharing, dear J...
ah, those early morning delights of touch. Or as Sheldon would say, "shazinga"... don't mind my silliness, your poem made me giggle remembering a time when love rose with the morning sun. Thanks Jacob, for the smiles... shazinga
Curt
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..