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a statue of an angel appears to be blowing clouds into the sky from a horn

The Angel

By Phibby Venable An angel was perched delicately on the straight back chair in the corner, but everyone pretended not to see her. At least it appeared that way to fifteen – year old Katie, who couldn’t take her eyes off the golden wings and slim figure. “Mama, don’t you…

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Like Riding a Bike

By Robert E Blackwell I tentatively pedaled on a cruise As breezes blew through what was once my hair, Concerned that I would fall and make a bruise. While wobbling down the street in morning air, I thought of many things I used to do That I once took for…

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