Hummels
 

 

 Hummel angels

I looked to my angels,
sitting there small and sweet
Wings on their backs,
shoes upon their feet.

Hummel angel plays a lute.
Dresses of blue,
green, yellow and pink.
Watching my footsteps,
my thoughts fall I think.

Hummel angel plays a drum.
I winked at them
and they nodded back
The sunshine had come,
 replacing the black.
And I was at peace
with my God and my friends
So, happy and warm,
 that I had to tell them.

Hummel angel plays abas.Hummel angel plays a horn.
But, they knew before me,
 and whispered to say,
Now, you go tell mom, child
be off on your way.

Hummel angle girl with candle.Hummel angel boy holding candle.

Dec 17, 1970

By Lady LaMythica
Copyright Linda A Copp a.k.a. Lady LaMythica 1970 to 2020©

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