SHE WAS NAMED ANGEL
She ran with the wind but the wind could not chase her,
The clouds moved swiftly as she ran from the clouds,
Racing the morning light, she beat the sun going down.
Chasing the day, she waited until the day was done,
She ran as far as heaven, beyond the sun, run, run, run.
She was named Angel, Magic as she could not be outdone,
Strong with spirit and heart, never giving up, in the end, she won.
Keith Garrett
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Great👌
Thanks for reading.
On Fri, Aug 7, 2020 at 11:51 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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She’s always, ahead of, everything that happens in her life, not wanting to get, left, behind…
Thank you for understanding.
On Sat, Aug 8, 2020 at 6:31 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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I really enjoyed this
I’m glad you liked it.
On Sat, Aug 8, 2020 at 11:02 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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