Angel Dreams

The night serene.
The heavens gleam
in incandescent wonder.

Sweet scent of spring
upon the breeze
as dreams rise up from under.

Another time. Another place.
An endless spirit granting grace.
Stardust drifting down instead of thunder.

Society asleep.
A child finds a way to weep.
For all the joy she's not allowed to keep.

Listening for angels to reclaim
the love that surely should remain.
Light, the touch and gentle, the reminder.

Sinking sweetly into realms of wonder.
The night serene. The angel dreams
remembering the love that should have been...

? Michaelette ?

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