An Angels Wish Poem by Janice M Pickett

I stretch out my hand
But I cannot touch
How beautiful it looks down there
I wonder about their passion though
or if they even care

On my pedestal in the sky
I feel spirit all around
just out of reach of all mankind
down there on the ground

Do they not feel the purity in my heart
They never raise their heads to see
this magnificent cloud of glory
that's surrounding me

Do they notice the flowers?
Do they feel the sun?
Do they remember a time
when life had just begun?

I will send them down some blessings
I will try to turn there eyes
to face up at me in heaven
so I see the wonder of their surprise

Let it fill those down below
if they take one small look above
and I shall send my friend to them
This snow white turtle dove