I awoke to the smell
of summer flowers.
My thoughts were clear
my eyes bright.
No pain anywhere, to
slow me down.
Then I remembered
what I had done all night
I had danced with Angels
in the garden
Above Sunrise.
how lovely to dance with the angels to the music of the spheres. We poets are very lucky people. My applause for this one, Joe. Kindest regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem.wish you all the luck.