#Wordle 434 #Poetry

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A glittery surge of white laced wings

rose from the dirt around my feet

tiny angels born from the dust I walk on

my body still, feeling closer to God

soft lace wings kiss my cheek

I heard my heart cheer

felt the air churn around me

Trying to brush away the memory

Of my brief trip into a world

So few are privileged to see

I shuffle my feet, reluctant to walk away

The five barred gates ahead of me

Stood open. My stride lighter

I felt lifted…

©anitadawes

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