What
do angels look like?
Like the little old lady who returned your wallet yesterday.
Like
the taxi driver who told you that
your eyes light up the world, when you smile.
Like
the small child who showed you
the wonder in simple things.
Like
the poor man who offered
to share his lunch with you.
Like
the rich man who showed you it
really is all possible, if only you believe.
Like
the stranger who just happened to come along,
when you had lost your way.
Like
the friend who touched your heart,
when you didn't think you had one left to touch.
Angels
come in all sizes and shapes,
All ages and skin types.
Some
with freckles, some with dimples,
some with wrinkles, some without.
They
come disguised as friends, enemies,
teachers, students, lovers and fools.
They
don't take life too seriously,
They travel light.
They
leave no forwarding address,
They ask for nothing in return.
They
wear sneakers with gossamer wings,
They get a deal on dry cleaning.
They
are hard to find when your eyes are closed, But
They are everywhere you look when you choose to see.
©
1990, Veronica M. Hay
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