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  • Writer's pictureKristina Lang

The swan & angel

On my walk with an angel I saw a bridge,

It was old and made of memorable stone.

The river below was small in an ocean’s measure,

But big enough to accommodate a magnificent swan.

I looked around and was captured by its beauty,

The swan and the bridge took away my ability to talk.

Sadly, the swan swam away from us, down the river

My angel holds my hand while we continue to walk.

While we walk towards the old bridge my view opens

Some beautiful swans still swim around, with intention to stay

I look at them while we approach the stone bridge

My angel carries me, but the magnificent swan is long away.


Friday 31th, 2020

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