WingSpan Poetry Project

CULTIVATING EMPOWERMENT THROUGH POETRY

My First Angel

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I met my first angel at the cemetery.

My angel was wearing a minx dress that was bloody

My angel was crying because she is lonely

My angel is hungry for forgiveness

My angel has a pet mule

I brought my angel over to meet Jesus

My angel’s secret is she helps you no matter what.

JP

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