FILIGREE ANGELS

Filigree wonder, God’s finest lace,
Small rosy cheeks, alive with His grace
Landscapes of Angels, in blankets of white,
Imprints of Love, aglow in the light

Seraphim bowing, a harp for their King,
Voices of children and magical things
Warm apple cider, the panes frosted through,
The faith of a child so wondrously grew.

Mama she whispered, as snow gently fell,
An Angel got wings, did you hear the bell?
Ah my sweet girl, it rings when you sing,
“You” are God’s Angel and He gave “you” wings.

Your wings are a gift - they live in your heart,
They’re made up of love, where every dream starts.
She snuggled much closer, no questions of how,
"Your" wings are BESTEST!  They’re holding me now.