Angels Without Wings

A roundel

Angels without wings, walk the earth

Surrounding us with glowing rings

Protecting both our heart and hearth

Angels without wings,

 

Tied up like mother's apron strings

Breathing life and the gift of birth,

Teach us of love's eternal rings,

 

Mother's children express their mirth

Voices join in for choir sings

Golden halos surrounds her girth

Angels without wings.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

There is a lovely flow to your words and the title is so musical!
Mirt and Girth ryhme so perfectly and makes sense
I loved it Fama.

[Raven Starhawk]

I believe every word you created here speaks its own truth. Your insight is a crisp reminder of excellence.