For What Ails …

Heart Tugs!
Coming towards me, enthralled in life light
Guardians of restitution for what Ails me
Arms opening like angel wings preparing for flight …
A flight through the grand scheme of things
To lasting impressions of the healing of love,
Gifts to a parent a child brings
Each a tendered feathered hug!
Myth*.
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