My Little Songbird
by Antoinette Kopperfield — Read all 219 poems by Antoinette Kopperfield
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Softness becomes you
as the world turns
and your life turns back
to your heart once again
You dream with old dreams
and they are brought forward
with an everlasting sound
of angels in motion
I cannot begin to tell you
how happy I am
that you are at peace
with yourself
I see your faith now
and it has taken you
to the highest mountaintop
which beholds
everlasting light
Dream your dreams
my little songbird
and I will always
be here waiting
with open arms
and a smile
for your tired
and withered soul
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