Once I was an angel,
Living in the sky;
In a world of purity,
Where everything was white;
My robe was soft and flowing,
The fabric made of silk;
The garment was clean and radiant,
With a color white as milk;
My wings were large and majestic,
And angel's symbol and pride;
They shimmered with holy light.
And were something I would never hide;
I had a halo above my head,
That gave a golden hue;
It always glowed and shimmered,
Appearing as if it was new
Everything seemed to be perfect,
But that would never be so;
There were those among the angels,
That had other seeds to sow;
"Be wary of suspicious angels,"
My father said to