Believe the angels can cry
Eye of the storm up in the sky
Neath the wind of angry dust
Eagle wings are in the flight above
Angel's voice echoes in His Love
There's wind beneath God's wings
Heaven's Door is just a sin away
Holy Words brings a message heard
In tomorrow's dreams He who gives
Souls beneath His wings does live
Wings will soar to all new heights
Imaginary view hangs midnight
Night spirits awaken thru daylight
Gone before the dawn is the starlight
Sun of day moves Earth with delight
(C)Johanna Fields
Acrostic Poem
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