When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we kn — Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
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When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.

— Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
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