Heaven Sent
Sent to earth from the clouds above The most beautiful creature since the dove Angelic wings, shining halo, and fluffy cloud She didn't see the sign that said, "No angels allowed!" Light blue skin, soft paws, fluffy pink ears Silently crying wet tears
Ignoring the "No Trespassing" sign The danger of the strange place started to incline
Lost in despair, caught up in her cares
She ran up the concrete stairs Opened the door And cried some more
There to her side an evil menace gleamed His eyes glared, and his ears steamed He yelled and grabbed the angel by the collar His assistant came to see why he started to holler The beautiful angel hanging from his hands While he cut her halo into strands
The menace was evil, and began to abuse the angel Little did he know, but he was messing with an archangel The highest rank in all of her cloud When he threw her down everyone began to crowd She silently wept to be home once again She could no longer take the pain
She jumped to her feet and escaped from the menace's grasp As she ran she could hardly breathe and began to rasp She flew to the gate from which she came The menace watched her retreating frame The other angels ran to greet her And pet the soft fur The soft fur of Acara
By Melissa Dagley
Sent to earth from the clouds above The most beautiful creature since the dove Angelic wings, shining halo, and fluffy cloud She didn't see the sign that said, "No angels allowed!" Light blue skin, soft paws, fluffy pink ears Silently crying wet tears
Ignoring the "No Trespassing" sign The danger of the strange place started to incline
Lost in despair, caught up in her cares
She ran up the concrete stairs Opened the door And cried some more
There to her side an evil menace gleamed His eyes glared, and his ears steamed He yelled and grabbed the angel by the collar His assistant came to see why he started to holler The beautiful angel hanging from his hands While he cut her halo into strands
The menace was evil, and began to abuse the angel Little did he know, but he was messing with an archangel The highest rank in all of her cloud When he threw her down everyone began to crowd She silently wept to be home once again She could no longer take the pain
She jumped to her feet and escaped from the menace's grasp As she ran she could hardly breathe and began to rasp She flew to the gate from which she came The menace watched her retreating frame The other angels ran to greet her And pet the soft fur The soft fur of Acara
By Melissa Dagley