A Poem for Everyone

Angels flying to heaven and making the sun rise, these angels are everywhere. Angels kind and sweet thy name is heaven's helpers and  they come where you do not see them. Angels are invisible because they take different forms but thy sweet angel still glows before me as I beg for salvation and suddenly I found myself saved from the darkness  Angels hang around the sinners as to save them from themselves and as I cry this angel appears before my eyes. Beautiful is what we become after our angel saves us from darkness and now we may help them save others. Oh angels your job tough but we will always need angels in a world so dark and confusing.

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