On Wings and Things

ON WINGS AND OTHER THINGS

I thought I saw an eagle
I thought I saw a hawk
I thought I saw an angel
So she and I began to talk

She told me about how she got her wings
A tale told with gratitude and pride
She told me where she lives and other things
As we sat softly side by side

I’d never seen or talked to an angel before
So it was difficult to formulate the verbiage an angel would like to hear
I said “I’ve never even seen an actual angel” and to those seven words I swore
And she swiped away from my cerulean blue eyes a single sensual tear

But as for me I know angels must fly away one day
Bid adieu to adulation in a winged way
Always close, always hovering above my head
Chasing away those who would chastise me
I’ll always remember the last words she said
She urged, “keep in sight those who might despise thee”
    © 2011.…Phreepoetry ~free cee!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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