Golden halos     Echoes heard on slow drifting clouds carried across the wild winds joy filled pleas to the sun, 'awaken!' But she sits below the silver clouds arrayed as she is, in golden halos but her time is not yet, to arise Written for The Quickie challenge2 By EmpressPoetess © 2011 EmpressPoetess (All rights reserved)

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