The angels are coming


Did you see the angels passing by?
Dashing home, in the evening sky.
I can see the purple mountains,
Standing proud and tall,
Lovely evening for one and all.
The colours were amazing, do divine,
I could not help saying, it’s mine all mine.
My beautiful night came to an end,
I walked home slowly, with my friends.
We will sleep well, tonight, she said,
We said goodnight, then went to bed.

—  Gillian Reid