The Bouquet... Poem by Connetta Jean

The Bouquet...

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high in the sky
beyond the clouds
past the moon
Angels pick flowers
made of prayers..
giving them
to God.
I have been told
(in my dream's)
the flowers cover
all the land
in Heaven...
And God
keeps all flowers
the Angels bring Him
pressing them
In sacred books
like treasures....

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