PUDGY, CHUBBY ANGELS

                          




 
Most people think that Angels,
Are tiny, little things.
With tiny, little bodies,
And tiny, little wings.

 
And though their wings are delicate,
They do fly place to place.
Their wings seem to be sufficient,
To carry them through space.
 
But my Angel is quite different,
She's pudgy, plump, and round.
Her wings are too inadequate,
To lift her from the ground.
 
So, she doesn't travel very far,
She stays quite close to home.
God planned for her to be this way,
He did not choose for her to roam.
 
Since she never, ever leaves the house,
I wonder where she stays.
I only see her here at night,
She disappears most days.
           
How do I know she is an Angel?
Because God told me so.
He sends her to me every night,
To soothe my cares and woes.
 
Her smile is truly heaven sent,
When she smiles at me, I'm blest.
Her laughter is like tinkling bells,
Her voice  pure loveliness.
     
Because she is so chubby,
She gives the greatest hugs.
I think that God has made her,
His First Ambassador of Love.
 
She helps me feel secure and safe,
I'm glad she cannot fly.
For plump and dimpled Angels,
It could be scary in the sky.
 
Pudgy, chubby Angels,
Are picked by God direct.
To come to earth to hug us,
And to love us and protect.


By Ginny Ellis
copyright 1999
 
 
 
 

 

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