Seeking Angels ~

The days pass
Into the past;
Each turn,
A page closed.
Happy days
Fade away,
While people wait
For Grace ;
A warm embrace.

Clock strikes twelve
And it’s all a haze.

They hug you tight
Say it’s all right
Don’t cry
I am by your side;
Lies so true
Who knew!
The ones we let in
Are the ones that flew;
Once they knew
Your shade was blue.

Angels with dirty faces
That’s what you are
Fallen wings
And halos dark
False respite
That make things night.
Now we all wait
On faith,
Seeking angels
In the darkest days.

Stop!  Don’t fly away.




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