They're all above me, beneath me, before me, they're all around me. My Father's angels all protect me ev'rywhere. (Lyrics by Bill Gaithers)
But that's okay because when she was done with her assignment for the night...the soiled ones were left as a reminder (or she hurried before morning light) on the entry door hook, "Home Sweet Home"... I'll be back...she left only to get some fresh ones for another day!
The Blue Farmhouse.
Found angel wings
She'll be back...but I kinda like the soiled ones!
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