True Angels
4 August, 2005
Author: Barbara Goodhew
There are want to be angels.
There are phony angels.
There are boastful angels.
A true angel helps not knowing they are doing good.
A true angel doesn't need recognition.
A TRUE ANGEL is what we are looking for.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Martin Vann (63.25.145.226) -- Thursday, August 4 2005, 05:38 pm See the sun-fly, no, not A Fire Fly, this one has wings that burn with the flames of the sun, it guides lost ships, it touches hearts on the brink of the rocky clifts and saves our souls, sun-flys, touch our hearts and give back to us, our souls. The angel flies like a sun-fly, deep in your soul |
barb (209.112.22.9) -- Friday, August 5 2005, 04:16 am Is there such a thing as a sun-fly or is that part of your imagination? |
barb (209.112.22.9) -- Friday, August 5 2005, 04:19 am Hope you realize I was just being a smart bum lol |
capricorn (82.36.232.69) -- Friday, August 5 2005, 07:36 am A true angel is always there to help us. |
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