He sits in the kitchen In the evening, Cutting slits In the back Of his blue work shirt For his wings To fit through, Angel embroidered In cursive Over one pocket. His wife has to Help him Get the shirt on. Feathers fall In the effort Like sparks From a sparkler.
An Angel Takes the Night Shift
An Angel Takes the Night Shift
An Angel Takes the Night Shift
He sits in the kitchen In the evening, Cutting slits In the back Of his blue work shirt For his wings To fit through, Angel embroidered In cursive Over one pocket. His wife has to Help him Get the shirt on. Feathers fall In the effort Like sparks From a sparkler.