When angels cry
The willows weep,
Into the earth
Their sorrows seep,
With every tear
The rivers grow
From little streams
That downward flow.
From lofty peaks
To valley floors,
From desert winds
To sandy shores,
In silent grief
They slowly rise
To soak the pain
From angel eyes.
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This is gorgeous – such talent…
What a lovely pen you have . I really appreciate what I have been reading. I hope you will continue with your style and your skill of words. Many thanks for sharing with us
Thank you for such a wonderful compliment. It makes me very happy to know that you appreciate my writing. 🙂
You are very welcome
Love it.
Thank you.
I’m very touched. Thank you for letting me know how you feel about my work. 🙂
Oh wow this is the total flipside of the one you just posted angel/demon yes but also light/dark and the tone and word choice too 🙂 Such talent.
Much obliged Melanie. You do things with your poetry forms that make my mind flipside up too…and then it flops back again. 🙂
That’s beautiful you are very talented
You are too kind. I appreciate your wonderful support. 🙂
I really love this poem.
I’m so glad you do. 🙂
Beautiful, truly.x