IF YOU COULD'VE SEEN WHAT I SAW

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Hovering aloft with knowing smiles
Playtime with children
The most fun of all
Angels soaring
Brushing and tickling longing souls,
Not ONE left untouched
Wings as soft and delicate as the Dove
Gently wiping...loving away tears of
Sorrows, fears, hurts, and brokenness


Hearts set free with forgiveness,
Smiles, giggles, joy and peace of
Children dancing, once again,
In the colors of the rainbow
Gleefully anticipating the
Great Celebration around the
Flickering flames of Garden's Delight
Where old wounds shall be cast and
Healing received.


Smoke rising from a holy offering
.....A sacrifice made.....
Pure sweet fragrance filling the heavens
New clouds upon which angels play
Being splashed with music
Falling from the lips of
His Beloved Little Ones

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If you could've

A beautiful poem about the children.