Falling Angels

All around me are falling angels

They look at me and smile

They look at me and guard over me

But why are they falling?

They twinkle in the night sky

And shine like the lighten night

And wink like a friend

There are millions of them in the sky

When its dark and gloom

They light up the sky

They they look like little dots

The angels are smiling

And watching

And protecting

And I feel protected.

 God placed them there for a reason.

 

Maybe He meant for them to fall?

Reviews

[Chris]

We see them fall - but is it an endless flow? Do they ever "touch" a surface? ...do we know?