The Wings (of Angels)

This is actually an assignment for Language Arts class (for Balsbaugh.) I wrote this myself, I hope you enjoy!

One of the moments

That we might fear

Is getting to know you

And coming near

With nothing to hold onto

Maybe I’ll stumble

Perhaps I’ll overcome

And they’ll crumble

They can be problems

They can be esteem

You can be nice and

Be the darkness’ gleam

When time seems bad

Without anything

Just look to the sky

And pray for the Wings

The Wings can protect us

From dangers and harm

From bullies to gangsters

They’re better than lucky charms (not the cereal)