Where do the angels stay?
In the large house, across the bay
My morsels come from them
What do the angels say?
Nothing, they keep talking on phone,
To someone at the other end
Ogling someone else.
What do the angels do?
Attend page 3 parties, whole night
Through.
Why god made angels?
I have no time and mood to think
I am hungry sir.
Can you be an angel too?
Every one is, only some are richer.
beautiful thoughts.. heart-warming... I feel angels everywhere 10+++ lovelots, Maia
An interesting tale about Angels in your own unique style. '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
Love this poem, well done, portraying angels in a modern form!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your words paint a poignant picture. At least in the mind of this reader. Warm regards, Sandra