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Hint of softly scented morning dew

damp with mist dusk hath spent

brushing my cheek as it passes through

Touch of warmth as sun on my face

hot from spinning its unseen web

wraps the heart and soul in its embrace

Thought as a shadow in breeze dancing

cooling the heat of worry in ones mind

pushing away doubt while hope advancing

Heart wispers wistful wish that hope may bring

real as any hopeless dream could ever be

lifted up by flash of hidden spun gold wing

Caress of faith as new blooming flower ever bright

pure as drifting snow falling on peak untouched

guardian angel watchfully guiding through the  night

Karen Quinn 1995 rev 2013

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