THE ANGEL’S ANGEL
A dark night
The air is cold
Rips through his clothes
Right to his bones
His shelter from the rain and sleet
Boxes stacked at the end of the street
He listens to the sounds in the night
Waits for the clue; that the time is right
When the howling fades to a slight ring
He listens close; to hear an angel sing
Cause he knows every night ‘bout this time
He’ll hear the echoes that make streets chime
He’s about to take his nightly stroll
When he hears a sound at his “box” window
He looks out and to his surprise
Staring back at him were the “Angel’s” eyes
A beautiful smile upon her face
He quickly offers to her; a place
To lay her pretty little head
As she lays her body down to bed
He watches through the subway light
As he sits and thinks “this just isn’t right”
She couldn’t be but barely fourteen
It’s the saddest thing that he’s ever seen
Neath the ragged clothes; all a mess
He was looking at an “Angel” at rest
He made a vow to himself that night
Come early morn; he’d see things right
He thought as he looked at this beautiful child
She should not be living amongst the wild
He couldn’t think of any reason
Why she should be here one more season
This beautiful child sings like a bird in the sky
And there can’t be any reason why
She shouldn’t take these risks with her life
For someday she will make a great man’s wife
As she lies there in her tender sleep
He hurried about to find what she’d need
He made his rounds; collecting things
To make her shine; next time she sings
When she awoke and rubbed those pretty eyes
There was a package; so big in size
He kindly told her that someone left it there
And had told him to please give it to her
As she slid the paper down the sides of the box
Her breathing ceased and she looked so shocked
The most beautiful dress that she had ever seen
Ribbons, bows, pearls and shoes tucked between
As she looked into the gray’d man’s eyes
No words were spoke; only wonders of why
“Why in the world would he do such a thing?”
“Just because he loved to hear her sing”
He reached out to take her by the hand
He said “Hurry now; you’re on the clock”
“Put them all on; I know they’ll fit”
“Hurry now; were gonna take a walk”
They walked a long way that day
To get her to that special place
And when they had finally arrived
It was worth a million just to see her face
She looked ahead at what he did bring
A dream for anyone that loves to sing
Sitting way back at the end of the street
A stage, red carpet; with an audience to beat
And as she turned around to see
The gray’d man was no where to be seen
But on the ground he had left a note
So she began to read what he had wrote
“Sing….Angel….Sing”
“Sing my sweet”
“Sing…Angel….Sing”
“Let your sweet voice ring”
“This is a start of a brand new life
I fixed the wrong and now made it right
Let your voice ring out into the night
And I promise everything will be alright”
She held that note so close to her heart
She knew right then; he had gave her a start
She walked away and started to run
As fast as she could to what he had begun
As she stepped up onto that stage
She forgot her pain and she left her cage
When she was done and the night was through
Her new life started; like he said it would do
And from that day on she never forgot
What that wonderful day was all about
She travels and tours and she sings
All around the world her sweet voice rings
Every time she passes through the town
Her search for him goes round and round
And while she sings out on the radio
She can only pray that somehow he knows
She will hold him special to her heart
And she knows they will never be apart
And everywhere she goes; he is in her heart
He was her shining “Angel” from the start.
(Written By Levi’s Lace .. 2002) ©PublishAmerica2004/2005
(I have also turned this into a song)
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