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Jun 2016
I can see you with your wings
    That the Angels gave to you
        I can see you with the scars
         in a crimson shaded hue

    I can see you have your wings
           I think I always could
       You always were an angel
          I thought you understood

        I can see you flying high
     soaring eagle scout from God
         gliding past my house
        with a fluted piping nod

         Soar out to the glaciers
       to the highest angel nest
  you've earned your lovely wings
    just like Michael and the rest

        I see you have my wings
     They're waiting in your hand
        a song for me you sing
         so glorious and grand
     it's almost like you planned
         your hourglass of sand
             was running out

        you see I have my ring
         my angel from above
    and while you have your wings
        My finger wears your love

       One day I'll take wing too
         to heavens gate I will fly
         no longer burning pain
         no longer tears to cry
                    until then
          we have this love

   those wings will have to wait
       I already tried to ask
    no answer came from Fate
   shaded feathers my love basks

       I hope you take your wings
      and fly places you want to go
          So when I get my wings
         those places you can show
         our destiny you'll know

until then....prepare a place for me.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Idk..
A little sad. But okay! :) inspired by a poem by Papaya. Just came out of nowhere from one thought that came into my head after reading her poem so thank you so much!!!
Ma Cherie
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Ma Cherie  F/Somewhere in Vermont....
(F/Somewhere in Vermont....)   
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