Angels of Light

Angels come hear our praise, every where i see their face, they walk, they fly, they reach

to us in many forms, a child, a smile, a thank you note. A day of mourning with singing

love birds, a soft touch with healing grace. They come across the harvest ground’s, in every flower of any seed,

they never cease, they never leave. They follow the faithful and even the hearted. They need the assure no

soul will perish the love of our God. Bringing roams spreading the hymns with sounds of trumpets of heavenly

skies, and words of salvation written in Golden colours of light.

-- Elena Toledo