Rhyme: Angels In The Air Poem by Caryl Ramsdale

Someone knocked on the stormdoor,
Knocked one knock, then knocked again;
When I opened it slightly,
Two strangers asked to come in.
They had traveled some distance,
Their clothes were tattered and worn;
Asked, 'Can you spare a biscuit? '
They seemed helplessly forlorn.
I welcomed them with a nod,
Offered them something to drink;
Seated the two comfortably,
Went to prepare food and think.
The two I had reached out to,
Weren't strangers to our Father;
They thanked God first, then thanked me,
I smiled and said, 'No bother.'
Remember the pair often,
Thought I saw them here or there;
Once felt their presence, looked up,
Saw two angels in the air.