Knock, knockA Poem by Joel M FryeA response...
The angels that you can and cannot see
float in and out of life so gracefully; enfold in winged embraces one by one, celestial comforters when day is done. Some angels take the shapes of passers-by so you might see the Spirit in their eyes. A smile that lifts the day from the mundane; a kind hand up, a loving act conveyed The unseen angels hover in the realm where power manifested overwhelms our common senses. There behind the scenes they battle fears and reinforce our dreams. Take counsel from a humbled man, once proud; they only enter lives when they're allowed.
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Added on May 9, 2011Last Updated on May 9, 2011 AuthorJoel M FryeSt Petersburg, FLAbouthttp://k002.kiwi6.com/hotlink/3w6q0yrymv/01_Ballad_to_Ben.mp3 http://k002.kiwi6.com/hotlink/jhjs7gw3cz/02_What_Do_I_Say.mp3 http://k002.kiwi6.com/hotlink/652qs6u270/03_Lady_Chasing_Rainbows.mp3 htt.. more..Writing
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