You Washed The World
You washed the world
with my love
and took it and made
a valentine of my heart.
You washed the world
with a blanket of snow
and lace formed on my eyebrows
and made my lashes
heavy with snow.
You threw me down
and I made an angel
with wings outstretched
and I stood in my finery
and it never faded nor melted.
3 responses to “You Washed The World”
e mail from Jane, I especially love the part of getting thrown down and making an angel that didn’t melt or fade.
e mail from Al. . . .Cindy and I love this.
A sweet winter valentine, and I love the quilt with it!