Angels Wings…by Jessie 11/04



Feathers create an Angels wings…
One is for their flight
One is for the children, to protect them in the night
One is for the broken heart that needs an Angels care
One is for humanity, in need of much repair
One is for the starving man, living on the street
One is for the liar and all of his deceits
One is for crying souls, which have not yet been born
One is for the widow and every night she mourns
One is for the rich man that never seems to give
One is for the attempt to die, when it hurts too much to live
One is for the ignorance and all the hate it brings
One is for the caulis words, which swarms at you and stings
One is for the gentle touch a mother gives her child
One is for the summer breeze, which makes the day seem mild
One is for the little girls, chasing little boys
One is for the sad birthdays, when children have no toys
One is for the mother, working two jobs, day and night
One is for the baby bird that jumps to its first flight
Angel’s wings have many quills; each one there is a need
And every time a human cries, the Angel flies with speed