I give God, all the glory for everything he has done, and is doing...
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An angel can not fly until she spreads her wings.
Oh what a glorious moment as it all begins.
Sound of rushing water fills the air,
there is a stillness everywhere.
All of heaven watches as the overture begins.
A timeless work of art, by unseen hands.
Every movement touched with grace
as the dance begins.
Gentle as a feather floating through the air, hands move, fingers unfold,
as the message she brings is told.
Wings of an angel have opened wided,
there are no boundries to subside.
God has blessed me through and through.
His love, he also desires to give to you...
Ms. Janice G Presson