Human Angels
As the trees grow tall and wide
As the rivers meander side to side
As the meadows inhale and creatures reside
I remember the things that warm me inside
As the birds flock and start to sing
As the journey will always begin
As human angels need not use their wings
I remember the things that comfort within
As the trees grow tall and wide
As the rivers meander side to side
As the meadows inhale and creatures reside
I remember the things that warm me inside
As the birds flock and start to sing
As the journey will always begin
As human angels need not use their wings
I remember the things that comfort within
Apparition by Rowan Blair Colver
