By: GabbyAngel159

                A child lays down

                on the crisp cold snow

                to make an image

                We all seem to know…

                A child’s laughter

                can make an angel sing

                Shh… can you hear it?

                Can you feel the joy it brings?

                I am a snow angel

                the image it portrays

                I may bring back memories

                with age we put away

                The angel is the child inside us…

                We tend to forget

                Shh… can you hear me…

                or have we never met?

                Amy 12/99