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Mark … lovely poem and painting!!!
I agree.
Thanks!
I love it 🙂 – both the painting and the words 😀
Thank you Mariane!
Complete awesomeness!
Charlene, thank you so much!
Very nice picture and poem, I love angels! Angels, eagles, anything with wings reminds me of freedom–the freedom to be me, as God made me, not as others want me to be.