My grandma was always coming up with clever jokes or silly things to entertain us with. I guess it was her way of getting us to see things in different ways. This poem was sent to us by my Aunt who had found it in a pad of paper that had been collected and sorted through after my grandma died in October. I love her so much and these little gems that we keep finding make me feel so lost but yet found at the same time. She loved us all...As we are.. Not as we should be.


I wrote this bedtime story for all you children, grand and great. So I hope you can sit and read it before it gets too late!



"Little Angels"



Today I watched some children outside playing in the snow,

Leaving little angel footprints everywhere they'd go!


I thought, someday, I'd like to follow them and see where the angels go to hide,

When the children's hands and feet get cold and they go back inside!


But today I'm very busy, as busy as can be,

I'm making little goodies for Christmas dinner don't you see!


But then I woke up early in the morning and went out--quiet as could be,

A brand new snow had fallen, and not an angel footprint could I see!

Then I heard those little angels laughing, ...cause they had played a trick on me!


I stayed there very quietly until I heard the angels start to sing,

and I looked up, just in time, to see them shaking snowflakes from their wings!


So when you go to bed tonight and it's hard to go to sleep,

You must be very quiet---try not to make a peep


Shhhhh, just look out the window, and the little snowflakes in the sky

You just might see a baby angel, because tonight, they learn to fly!


When you finally close your eyes in sleep, I'm sure that you won't miss,

The softest touch upon your cheek, it's just a "Little Angel" Kiss!


Love,



Donna Wilson

A Mom, Grandma, and Great Grandma



Composed 5:30 am, December 24, 2000