Angels in the Rain

A Poem

Jack Lhasa

An angel walks across the street
Her fingers move through my hair
but I can't feel her

Angels don't exist in my world
No god does intervene
There I am still on the street
but no angel next to me

An angel walks across the street
Her wingtips grace the ground
but she's just walking rain to me

Published by Jack Lhasa

Jack Lhasa is a freelance writer, photographer, talker, reader and a full time internet personality.  View profile

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