God’s Devine Dove


She is the reason I exsist,
every day brings a smile.
Making her happy brings a mist,
never intend to beguile.

She dropped from heaven it seems,
i see a silhouette with wings.
We've met once before in my dreams,
it's where my angel sings.

Her voice is ever healing,
i hold her high.
My heart she's stealing,
i never question why.

My angel shows love,
God's devine dove.

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