The Kindness of Strangers, as the Angels
Those kindnesses of strangers, the goodness arrangers,
are still waiting for us, in this world,
They carry no sign, nor walk so fine, not having to explain,
what they do, with no flags unfurled.
They may be a preacher, a simple teacher, a like beseecher,
of all things, that are to be right,
Their acts of kindness, show no blindness, never are mindless,
as they disappear, within the night.
Saving lives, is how love thrives, when their angelic soul arrives,
seeming to appear, almost everywhere.
And of us each, our God does beseech, bright spirits within us,
showing others, just how much we care.
The angels smile, all the while, as those among us, prove our worth,
our creator's goal, to unfold, and at our birth.
So show no fear, in what we may hear, for every moment is so dear,
protect each other, sister and brother, for all, we should revere.
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