Supping with AngelsA Poem by Marshal GebbieTake a sip of
something sweet Something soothing,
something neat, Roll the tongue around
the taste Take some time, there’s
little haste, Quaffle at the upper
throat And roll the eyes to quench
the gloat… For you are of the
chosen few Who’ve supped forbidden
Angel’s dew To touch the best a
life entails In tasting Heaven’s
holy grail. Marshalg In Gothic Towers 17 July 2021 © 2012 Marshal GebbieReviews
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3 Reviews Added on July 17, 2012 Last Updated on July 17, 2012 AuthorMarshal GebbieAuckland, New ZealandAboutPoem writer for the average Joe. Take tremendous satisfaction in creatively writing about everyday things and everyday people. Australian native who has adopted New Zealand and New Zealanders. Marvel.. more..Writing
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