a dozen angels
have started living in
the holes in my heart
they have put up hammocks
and started planting roses
Last night, they had a
bonfire where they burned
a box of my oldest regrets
and played drums until
dawn
The angels have made
themselves at home inside of
my imperfect heart
in hopes that someday
I'll do the same
~ John Roedel, Facebook
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