Hidden Wings
You cannot see their wings,
Perhaps they don't possess
Wings or Halo, as marked saints,
Maybe they don't need these things.
Such physical symbolic constraints,
They will always do good, nevertheless.
*3rd in the "Angel in disguise" contest*
Copyright © Amelia Harmon | Year Posted 2015
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