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Asleep By The Gates
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August 2002 Poetry Asleep by the gates,
lays an angel.
Wings cover her tiny body,
to keep her warm.
Asleep by the gates,
is a child,
waiting for mommy,
to read her a bedtime story,
just as she would,
any other night.
Asleep by the gates,
is a child who doesn’t understand,
that mommy won’t be reading to her tonight.
For mommy’s not an angel yet.
So this child,
this angel child,
waits.
Asleep by the gates,
of Heaven.
~*~ Jill ~*~
