The Sweet Ones
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One morning I awoke,
As little voices spoke,
Their tone was so low
I listened, they did not know.
They spoke like angels so as not to stir
Anyone asleep in the world.
I watched the two, lying on the floor.
As I stood at my living room door.
Laying on their tummies, feet in the air
Never reailizing I stood there.
My two little angels with a storybook
Never seeing mommy there to look.
Just two little boys a gift from abofve
God's little angels sent for me to love.
© Prudence Menier 1999