Peppered sunlight
tickles the breeze
winds soft sneeze
sways the sweet smell
of wild flowers
gathered by grace.
Clouds of lace
slowly pace
the floors of heaven
painted a deep blue
only found in the
dreams of angels.
As my breath escapes
and my words
walk gently
to there destination
I wonder if.....
you feel the same way.
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Submission Name: Lace
