Angels don't cry


Angels dont cry 

angels fly high
holding your light 
when life gets tight.
I am a human
standing in the dark
seeking to hold
my light, your light
and with a bit of luck
a light for the world.
My back is hunched
my skin is creased
my hands are frail
my sins are deep.
But when we meet
I see you
you smile at me
souls interlock for the briefest of moments
light shines clear and all around.

This is who we are.