Angels Walk Beside Us.

Stars glisten above,
Falling in magical clusters
From the moonlit sky.
Angels soar through the shadows,
Of the people below.

We walk limply,
And know not of the magic above.
We don't wonder,
We don't stop to look.
Therefore we never find.

Beyond the the mysterious clouds,
The angels still soar,
They float and they sing a beautiful tune.
Why can't we hear?
Why don't we care?

Hear the angels,
And see the magic.
For we are here today,
But there tomorrow.
Who hears?

She hears.

She is them.
They are us.

Angels walk beside us.