Angels
Angel’s are real, I believe them to be
Because they’re here for you and me
Clouds are their beds for their sleep and rest
Dancing and prancing at their best
Enemies of none
Fun when their done
Good and nothing bad
Heaven is never sad
I am helped by them a lot
Just by them cleaning a dot
Knowing they’re here for me
Loving and laughing and everything else
Man I wish I knew an angel
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I would like to translate this poem
hey i'm very young and thats a good poem in 7th grade