Angels Without Wings Poem by Sandra Feldman

The Earth has been blessed
Since historical,
Literary times
Even Biblical times,
And in all cultures
By Poets,
Angels without wings,
That care about us,
Look after us
By writing good things
That have to do,
With friendship, love
And human links,
So that we don't forget
Who we are,
How and Why we belong
To the human family
Of Nations.

Poets cry for Humanity
They see everything
And their poems are flowers
Planted in Time,
That will not wilt
Need no water,
Just love, brotherhood,
And understanding
So that their kind words
Never die
And feelings survive,
Wars, hate and crimes,
In this incongruous
But only, dearly beloved
Mother Earth of ours.