Preppy Poem by Matthew Edan Oliver Palma

It’ s not the moonlight
It’ s not the cool breeze
It’ s not the scent of all the flowers in the field

It is this feeling that blooms within me
It is the joy, the warmth that your love brings
And flying through the skies with wings of angels
I know deep in my heart that we belong

It'’ s not the poetry
It'’ s not the song
It’ 's not the hymn that all the bluebirds sing

‘ 'coz it’ 's this knowing that grows within me
It is the laughter that echoes with the wind
And gliding through the stars in hymns of angels
I finally found the place where I belong

So hold my hand and share my wings
Let’ 's hear our laughter echo through the wind
I'’ ll hold your heart and you'’ ll hold mine
So holding on together we will shine…





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