one block from me the angels live I heard it
whispered in a dream
and bang the screens when coming in
and gather dewdrops at day's end as if they were diamonds.
I've heard it said by those well read
to entertain them, angels at your door
you never know what they have come for;
it may be, to save the kind.
and leave the rest behind.
mary angela douglas 21 october 2021
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