Figuratively Angelic

Angels aren’t special

Because of beautiful white wings

But proximity to the heart

With which they wrestle and sing

Angels aren’t special

Is love not everything?

Then they are ubiquitous

Fleeting

Filling our lives with love

So, know I don’t lie

When I recall this tired line

Angels are not special

You’ve been one many times

 

J.W. Dalton, USA