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Butterfly Wings

Poetry By: angel plant

Tags: Heaven, Angels

A little church in the dale. People come from miles around.

Submitted:Aug 3, 2012    Reads: 13    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Butterfly wings

Angels sing

Doves all around

God smiles

The sky is clear

The clouds are white

A eagle soars

Somewhere in sight

The mountains high

The vally's low

Somewhere in the dale

There stands a little white church

People come from miles away

To sing to God

All give him his glory

Clapping their hands

With tear stained eyes

All are weeeping as they see

Jesus looking down

With a smile on his face

What a joy to behold

As he holds out his arms

As the little child

Walks into his arms

He holds them close

tells a story

Pats a head

And weeps

His child is tender

and so meek

He loves all the children

Of the world


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