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Another poem by me

The Angel with the broken wing
                                           

Sat all alone
She could not sng
Her heart was heavy
As a stone
Her soul did ache
Unto the bone
She prayed to God
With no reply
And humbly asked
If she could die
Then answer came
And it was “No.
For you must stay
A while yet though
There is still more
for you to do
ere’ your journey
here is through”
She sghed, and stood
Then bowed her head
“Your will be mine,
I have no dread”
Then God reached down
And kissed her brow
And said
“So do I love thee
Then, and now.”
 

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