A Little Less Commonplace Poem by Mark Heathcote

Angels need not infer they have wings
A heart or even an angelic soul,
Should you not believe in their hymns?
Should you close your eyes tight, blindfold?

Wad cotton balls into your ears;
It would be hard to fathom anything more
Other than Fire and Ice; pain that disappears
'Say, wouldn't it be a nice allure-

If an angel melted the ice, extinguished
The fire and put a smile on your sour face.
Wouldn't that be a grace something kindred?
Like a friendship, a little less commonplace.