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Two Poems from our Angel Poetry Collection

 
 
They Walk On the Clouds
   
Author: Krista Cummings
   
Poem:
They Walk On the Clouds
   
  Hand in hand,
Glowing with love,
They walk on the clouds.

They walk on the clouds,
Wings spread wide;
Their together at last.

Their together at last,
Watching the sun and the moon,
As they walk on the clouds.

As they walk on the clouds,
They talk of old times,
When the earth was their home.

When the earth was their home,
They wondered about
The love they would share.

The love they would share,
Was fresh and unexpected,
When they found each other that day.

When they found each other that day,
They were shy,
But destiny took over.

But destiny took over,
When the gates of heaven opened,
And the souls of the lost flowed in,

And the souls of the lost flowed in,
The lonely weeped in sorrow,
On the earth that used to be their home.

On the earth that used to be their home,
Many died all alone, But
They found thier own when the gates opened.

They found their own when the gates opened;
Their own special person who cared,
And they'd watch the sun and the moon.


   
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He Made A Sacrafice
   
Author: Krista Cummings
   
Poem: He Made A Sacrafice
   

He made a sacrafice
On the cross where He lay.
The work of His beauty
Stunned in dismay.
He looks down apon us,
His soul very tired,
A gentle smile
Was all that was required
To mend the bleeding,
Hurt,
Needing.
He looks down apon us
With love and care.
For his children
He will always be there.
He floats softly
In vast skies of gray
Because He made a sacrafice
On the cross where He lay.
 
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