Angel wings
One of my tasks this week was to make angel wings, well here they are. When I think of angel wings it stirs memories of my friends and family who have left this earthly realm. Life would have been much duller if they had not touched my life. Rainbows always bring to mind my friend Bronwyn she lived life with an intensity and force, pushing herself into achieving anything she set her mind to. Angels of course bring forth memories of Ronda without a h, Robyn such a gentle soul, dad who on his day of the funeral filled the skies full of angel clouds, John whose presence in life was a force to be reckoned with and many others who are now in heaven. Today is a day of reflection as the golden tips of wings light up my heart with memories of you all.

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