Friday, October 5, 2012

Glorious As She Can Be

Glorious as she can be, 
an angel sits beside me, 
Her white fur shines in the sun, 
never ever truly done, 
She watches me with her pretty eyes, 
I cast off my disguise,
She see's me for who I am,
I am as happy as a clam. 

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