ss - wings

Wings are falling from the sky, I don't know the reason why.

Could it be angels who once flew high, that come down low and start to cry?

And now the ground is no longer dry, the rain pours down and I sigh.

*This is a poem written by my daughter Angie (with a little help from mom), on a rainy Sunday morning.  When she was younger and asked me why the rain falls, I told her it was because the angels in heaven were crying.

See more scribbles here.

Comments

[Becca]

Very insightful poem, Angie (and Mom)! I hope the sun comes out very soon, to dry all your tears :)

[sognatrice]

Angie rocks! But I bet you already knew that ;)

[Tammy]

Angie that was a terrific poem! Keep on writing sweet girl :)

[kristen]

fantastic poem and i love your description of rain.

[Toryssa]

Sweet, sweet, sweet!

[tinker]

What a wonderful poem - I still remember seeing her paintings a couple of weeks ago. What a multi-talented young lady you have there, Bella!

[Irene]

wow! beautiful! Angie is so talented.

[Marilyn]

It's beautiful!