maandag 13 november 2017

Paradise



coming right from Paradise
not knowing what it was like
hearing a mortal soul wheep
being so desperately in need

I floated in on the wind
stretching my wings
a breeze in my face
I went down to investigate

met by untolerable grief
I whispered love put my
hand down on her she felt
relief

she was to be taken away
to where the pain would
fade away into eternal peace

so I took her up to the light
through an endless tunnel
waiting with a new life

(c) JR.

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