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Two little angels,
Sitting on a cloud,
Floating through the
heavens,
Feeling very proud.
"This is
grand," one angel said,
The other said,
"You're right,
I could float around
like this,
Every day and
night."
The first one said,
"My name is Maude,"
The second said,
"I'm Sue,"
They shook their little
angel wings,
And both said,
"Howdy do."
"You know,"
said Sue, "It's scary,
Being up so high,"
Maude just flipped a
wing at her,
"Don't worry, we
can fly."
"Well, sure we
can," Sue smiled back,
"And I really like
the view,"
Then she spread her
lovely wings,
Saying, "See what
I can do."
Jumping up for
lift-off,
Sue soared from the
fluffy cloud,
Oh, oh - something
wasn't right,
Sue's wings felt very
odd.
"Help!" she
screamed, "I'm falling!"
Sue plummeted below!
Fast-acting Maude
reached out at once,
And caught her by her
halo!
"I've got you,
honey, you're okay,"
Sue's fears were eased
by Maude,
Who then slowly pulled
her back
To the safety of the
cloud.
"Oh, thank you,
Maude," Sue hugged her,
She was reduced to
tears,
"I think my wing
has got a hole,
My rudder will not
steer."
"How can I be an
angel,
If I can no longer fly?
I'm next on God's
assignment list,
Oh dear, I think that I
will die."
"There,
there," Maude patted her,
"Your wing can be
repaired."
"But don't you
see," Sue cried some more,
"I can't fly
anywhere.
"Hm-m-m,"
Maude thought and pondered,
"I guess we better
pray,
She bowed her head,
"Dear God," she said,
"Please help Sue
fly away."
"Aha, I think I've
got it,"
Maude reassured poor
Sue,
"God has given me
a plan,
Here's what He said to
do."
"I will hold you
with my left wing,
With my right wing, I
will fly,
You hold on as best you
can,
Spread-eagle, so you'll
glide."
"But won't I be
too heavy, Maude?"
The worried Sue then
asked,
"No-o," said
Maude, we'll make it work,
"Grab a wing
and hold on fast."
So, the two angels,
wing in wing,
Flew off the fleecy
cloud,
Slowly and steadfastly,
They made it home to
God.
Through rain and snow
and sleet and hail,
Maude carried her
friend Sue,
Why do you suppose she
did this?
Because that's what
angels do.
So, if some friend
lends you a hand,
Remember angel Maude,
Your friend may be an
angel, too,
With orders straight
from God.
Or if situations
be reversed,
And you find you can
assist,
You may not know you
are an angel,
But you've made
someone's angel list.
by
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
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