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Envy of Angels

If I was an angel I would envy

earthlings with their fleshly bodies

senses of smell taste sight

abilities to paint and feel

the sand between their toes

the bark of a favorite tree under

their fingertips to kiss to smell

coffee bread cookies to throw

arms about each other anticipate

parties round the bend watch

the curtains blow back and forth

across the windowsills of houses

they live in with dogs and children

birds singing them out of bed

out the door into the lush green

stark bare world of seasons.

I would so.  I would so envy us.

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