Angels Wings Bear Down
Angels wings bear down
Slightly touching the ground
Vibrating with the sound
Gentle kisses float inside
Memories glisten as children hide
In the thoughts which chance
Next to the babies they prance
In reality and things we can’t see
Sometimes we choose to believe
Other times nearly deceive
The innocence
We all long to possess
But as we stand here
To far, but too near
Yet we walk that line
Drawn between reality and time
Life’s a picture painted by many dreams
Tamed by longing screams
Riveting throughout our soul
Leaving us looking to the angels too
Draw nearer to being whole.