The Quiet Vacation

Angels come down from heaven happy Their sapphire wings tucked inside out In trench coats on the subway launch All spirits take mass transit at no cost They also take rain for free Keep it in gold lockets for later play Flying is more of a convenience But not good for reading books On railroad lines while passing time There are no brakes in heaven So for a change of pace they ride And travel light when on vacation Earth is their favorite destination Things that need high maintenance Make them giggle and smile Angels try to avoid crying And high crime districts For obvious reasons They need to remain discreet When trying to walk without feet