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An Angels New Wings

Hello again dear friends…At last I have done another poem with Christmas in mind…It’s getting cold now and let’s not forget to feed our wildlife as without our help they may die…Also think of the needy this Christmas, please don’t pass them by without a thought for what they are going through…My new poem is named… An Angel’s New Wings…Much love as always, hope you enjoy…xxx Lynn xxx

An Angel’s New Wings



Twas a cold winters morning, the trees stripped and bare

A sweet little robin with family to care

The humans forgotten to spare them some scraps

The sweet little robin her memory does lapse!

Up high in the tree tops three babies now cry

Their Mama forgetting her young way up high

Her tummy now empty her strength starts to fail

Laid still in the courtyard the skies start to hail!

A hobo was passing with morsel in hand

His tummy was empty as he fell to the ground

He gazed at the robin with compassion and love

Then gave her his morsel thanking God up above!

No hailstone did enter the ground where she slept

As an Angel in Heaven took pity and wept

His tears full of kindness did fall where she lay

The sweet little robin now wakes Christmas day!

Up high in the tree tops four robins now grow

With thanks to the hobo and the love he did show

No longer a human but an Angel with wings

Who looks after nature with a heart which does sing!


Matthew 6 26
“Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow,
nor reap nor gather into barns,
and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.