Poem Sunday

Rise

Remember this

An acorn knows that

Regardless of its size

It has the potential to grow

As tall as the sun rise

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Sinful Saturday

Kiss me there

I’m excited,

you’re here

Take off your clothes

Whisper in my ear

A little lower still

Now kiss me there

Relax and let us enjoy

All this fun and

much much more

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I saw his wing

just as I rose to the morning light

The sun piercing through my window made eyes sting

I paused for a second, contemplating what I had thought I had seen

It was beautiful iridescent and barely there

If you breathe to hard or blink It might vanish into thin air

Could I be so lucky to see

Could I have caught my guardian angel watching over me

I’ll keep that thought and celebrate what I might have seen

Think about it, how often do we possibly get the chance to see our guardian angel wing

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