A Tiny Fleet of Angels

A tiny Fleet of Angels
Graced the World one day
Seven years they walked the earth
Immersed in children’s play

We thought we knew their purpose
‘To nurture and uplift
Each assigned a special family
With which to share their gifts

Each child is like a song of God
A sacred Celestial tune
But the music ended abruptly one day
God called them home too soon

Now the world feels cheated
Because of what transpired
How could God so cruelly take,
What heaven has inspired?


The world had gone complacent
Indifferent to the core
With this devastating wake-up call
May the golden rule be re-instored.

God, as an Infinite Wisdom
Set sights on something Grand
To restore the milk of human kindness
In the brotherhood of man

These children are etched in our hearts
On a canvas made of pain
But where the gully of anguish is carved Their innocence remains.

This tiny fleet of Angels
That reawakened the heart of man
Is the golden Instrument to gauge
Where Peace on Earth began

Jen Ward