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Little Angel Wings

Little Angel Wings

Just flew in,

Too excited to wait

For angelhood to begin,

So he left early

Left way too soon,

Now his momma is weeping

Staring into his empty room.

His wings are tiny

Too small to be of use,

His halo is shiny

Although a bit loose.

A tear mars his cheek

Below his left eye,

Throughout God’s eternity

He will forever cry.

Never for him

Childhood dreams

Throughout a sleeping night,

Never for him

The boyhood schemes

That gives mothers such a fright,

He has seen too much to bear

You can see it in his eyes,

In his trembling little chin

As he remembers that big angels don’t cry.

He is watched over

By the caring unseen eye,

From one who knows he’s here too soon

And gives a regretful sigh.

Little Angel Wings

Bouncing from cloud to cloud,

Halo all askew

Laughing so very loud.

Little Angel Wings

Tugs on the unseen hand,

Yelling, “tag you’re now it

Catch me if you can.”

Riding heaven’s rainbow

As it begins to glow bright,

The stardust in his hair

Casts a shimmering sight.

Little Angel Wings

Watching his mommy sleep,

He leaves her a feather

So she’ll have something to keep.

Poem copyrighted © 2004 by Lydia Warner Miller

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