April 5, 2019Wordcipher7 Comments on Fallen Angel Fallen Angel Echoes and Sighs | a Collection of My Poems | Photo Credit: Jordan Health on Unsplash A feather was plucked By my Father Each time the previous Grew back from mild falls But when I fell completely down All the feathers that He plucked Were tossed into the fire Before mine eyes So I’d never fly again And fly again I never did Now, I live among you A beauty without wings Retaining my face Without the glow. Copyright © 2019 Olutomi Akinsanya View original post Share this:TweetRedditWhatsAppPrintLike Loading...
Photo Credit: Jordan Health on Unsplash Photo Credit: Jordan Health on Unsplash 
Echoes and Sighs | a Collection of My Poems | 
You have written an inspiring poem filled with sad, yet beautiful images. Even when our wings are clipped, God is there to love us unconditionally.
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Thank you Lorraine. And yes He is
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Thank you Lorraine. And yes He is
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Richard is Big Sky Buckeye
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Sorry…Richard. I confused you with Lorraine. She’s Blindzanygirl.
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Hey, no worries. Enjoy the weekend.
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Thanks Richard
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