Swift Travelling Souls


Angels come, Angels go
Some we see, some we won’t

At times with wings, one or two
And some with curvy tails which glow

They come at day, at night they stay
And there are times they go away

Once they’re gone you realize
The glow gets dull, you agonize

They’re dark in moonlit shadows
They hide in gloomy hallows

They shine as bright as sunlight
In holy dreamy daylight

You bug and love and like them
You cherish then you hate them

You get and get and hurt them
They give and give and let go

They come, they go, these angels
They make you feel like angels

They are but god, some angels
How can you not love angels?

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