I walked along, beneath the ceiling of leaves.
I came to a clearing and noticed a pond,
and of the image there, my heart grew fond.
An angel sat, paddling her feet,
sitting on a log, she had made her seat.
She smiled at the water as she saw her reflection,
for the beauty around her, had drawn her affection.
Her wings were big, her gown was long,
all around, the birds sang a song.
Attracting many creatures with her glowing bright light,
until the sun went away and she flew off at night.
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