I am convinced that angels can
indeed fall from heaven. I know
because I have met one, and she
is different from anyone I know.
Because she is different nobody
treats her right. Nobody knows how
to treat angels because they are
divine, and different. When she is
hurt, I am there always, like a
willing servant for his master. To
hold her tight is all she needs, to know
that even when not in heaven, there
can be a sense of peace. To love her
is all she wants, to feel at home again.
To be there for her is like to be there
for no one else. For her to touch you
is like being in heaven. For her to hold
your heart, is nothing short of celestial.
I will hold the angel I know and I will
love my angel through the years
until she iscalled home with the hopes
that I will be invited to join her.