Tiny tears,
Skin almost translucent
The other kids would call her names,
So she spent her life playing truant,
She couldn’t cope,
She lost all hope
And pleaded to the sky,
She banged her fists,
Didn’t want to exist,
Wished that she could die.
In that moment -
time stood still,
And everything made sense,
She was flooded with a light of truth,
Pure and so intense,
It told her what she’d always known,
Like a distant echoed song,
She remembered what she’d long forgot -
..........She was an angel all along.