I hear a far off storm brewing
I heard an angel calling
I heard of one more falling
Angel’s
Talking of our world’s colliding
Asking if our love is abiding
Asking if anything is written in stone
Angel’s
Waiting to take us home
Everyone is trying to escape time
Right this way you better get in line
Angel’s
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Great poem. Rich in imagery and style. Wonderfully conceived. Liked it. I rated it 10/10. Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.