This time of the year, it's still dark when I set out on my early morning walks. A few days ago, it was quite breezy when I stepped outside. A slight crescent moon offered just enough light to see numerous puffy white clouds flying across the sky to the east. Behind them the sky was quickly clearing. It was easy to imagine they were angels hurrying back to Heaven before daybreak.
Fly Away Angels
Fly away angels
Ride on the breeze
Get back to Heaven
Before you are seen
Your night watch is over
Dawn will soon break
Your loved ones slumbering
Soon will awake
You kept guard over them
As they rested last night
Longing to reach out
And hug them all tight
A smile on their lips
As you filled their dreams
Your presence was felt
Or so it would seem
It’s easy to tarry too long
At this job that you love
And not heed the call
To get back to Heaven above
Fly away angels
Ride on the breeze
Get back to Heaven
Before you are seen
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