Little Angel

They looked down from heaven and said

“There she goes again, getting stuck up in her head.”

“I think she might be too tired, or maybe just homesick “

“I wish we could help her out, give her a cure to stick”.

The poor little angel, so alone on the big plant earth

Alone with the deep loneliness that had followed her since birth.

The heavenly angels chuckled, smiled, and sighed aloud

and sent the greatest love to her down through the cloud.

For they knew she had chosen this one, holy sacred life

Despite the pain, the tears, the aches; despite the strife.

She will emerge soon, a new being glowing with love light

And the angels will cheer as her heart shines in the night.



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