Like the little old lady
who returned
your wallet yesterday.
Like the taxi driver
who told you your eyes
light up the world
when you smile.
Like the small child
who showed you the wonder
in simple things.
Like the poor man
who offered to share
his lunch with you.
Like the rich man
who showed you
it really is all possible
if you believe.
Like the stranger
who just happened to come along,
when you had lost your way.
Like the friend
who touched your heart,
when you didn't think
you had one left to touch.
Angels come in all sizes and shapes,
all ages and skin types.
Some with freckles,
some with dimples,
some with wrinkles,
some without.
They come disguised as friends,
enemies, teachers, students,
lovers and fools.
They don't take life too seriously,
they always travel light.
They leave no forwarding address,
they ask for nothing in return.
They wear sneakers
with gossamer wings,
they get a deal on dry cleaning.
They are hard to find
when your eyes are closed,
but they are everywhere you look
when you choose to see.
~ Veronica M. Hay ~
