Have you not awakened
felt a wonderful rush of bliss?
No matter what is to be faced
your heart just wants to kiss?
Having my feet touch the floor
is a blessing I'm thankful of
another opportunity to shout
of heaven's lovely white dove.
Of course you have, love shows
and we share of love's delight
fight and strive to spread it all
within each poetic write.
Just to spread our wings
show twinkles in the eye
jump and soar to the heavens;
dear God, how "WE" love to fly.
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