Angels channel warmth
On golden wings, this loving
To heal broken hearts.
Angels channel warmth
On golden wings, this loving
To heal broken hearts.
They also serve who
Work for peace, are forgotten
Since they do not kill.
Not that it matters
To you or anyone else,
But she served for years.
World without wisdom:
A dove bombed in shock and awe.
Feather floats away.
Two dead fetuses,
Lost daughters – are they with us?
Hearts were ripped open.