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ANGELS IN THE AIR to Margaret Ray
Someone knocked on the stormdoor, Knocked one knock, then knocked again; When I opened it slightly, Two strangers asked to come in. They had traveled some distance, Their clothes were tattered and worn; Asked, "Can you spare a biscuit?" They seemed helplessly forlorn. I welcomed them with a nod, Offered them something to drink; Seated the two comfortably, Went to prepare food and think. The two I had reached out to, Weren't strangers to our Father; They thanked God first, then thanked me, I smiled and said, "No bother." Remember the pair often, Thought I saw them here or there; Once felt their presence, looked up, Saw two angels in the air.
Copyright©1999-2007 Caryl Ramsdale
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