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Angel

Just a skittering of daylight...

By MaKenzi LynnPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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I met my guardian angel

he smelled of sunshine, coffee, and traveled air

It was in York, Nebraska — midpoint from home to Clay Center

he smiled at me so sweetly

with a flutter of dust and sunshine at his shoulder blades

he sat down, ate, and drank coffee

I felt a homey warmth when he walked passed

he had a twinkle in his eye

his stride was tall and confident

he said nothing more than his order

and smiled at me as I left

sometimes I can still feel the gentle warmth of him brushing by

love poems
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MaKenzi Lynn

just a lil something new :)

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