When Angels Kiss (a poem)

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When Angels Kiss

When Angels kiss,

the weeds are pushed aside

by the birth of happy colorful flowers

any season of the year.

The stars magicly dance

to the music which only Heaven could play,

and the clouds become shapes

pleasing and tranquil

to the eyes of all.

Let us begin our journey together.

Through live,

with it's good days and bad.

The stormy nights

and the sacred nights

filled with passion

which lights the room

with tender love.

Yes...

and the days;

Some filled with laughter,

soft smiles and messy picnics.

Other times, other moments included

when we may frown or disagree.

This is the adventure.

The experience of love.

So beautiful.

Someday, when the clock stops ticking,

and we must leave our bodies,

instantly in a single blink

we shall find each other again,

embracing eternal in the beyond.

And with our kiss,

we will also be adding

beauty and life

to the world below

and to the skies.

Randy