An Angel here on Earth...

An angel here on Earth
Clad in blue jeans and a shirt...

He has no robe or long hair
and not a harp in sight.....

But no matter what he's
an Angel to me..

His face is often grim
and his eyes seem somewhat sad...

But his heart beats with
a love that is pure and true,
for me and for you.

He walks along paths of dirt
and cement...
Upon no clouds will he float..

But an Angel here on Earth
he is to me....

There are no wings to give him flight,
and no halo perched upon tender brow..

But looks aren't everything
for no matter what

He is an angel on Earth to me...