Tears from an angel
Rain was falling.
An angel crying.
How can it be that a luminous being
could be so stricken with sorrow and grief?
So I went up to her and I said "May I help?"
She lifted her head and replied "You do care!"
and her sorrows she began to share.
As I listened to her,
rain then no longer fell
and a peace began filling the place,
and a wonderful smile appeared before my eyes
and she took the sky on her wings.
Everyday it rains, it is hard to forget
of that day that an angel I met.
As I see the sunshine, through those dark, saddened clouds,
and remember her beautiful face.