Golden wings
Of glory and pride
Show strength
Amongst fury,
Breathing purely
On the souls who hide.
Cold rain
Landing fiercely
On their heads below,
Gain no shelter
Nor sanction,
Until hearts of many,
Grow in sole
To shade
From times of worry.
With their lives given for you,
They rest their hearts
On knowing you're fine.
Yet,
Not all angels
Can always find enough courage
To hold their wings,
And hold you up too.
