Angels in the Crowd
Can you find the Angels in the crowd
Would you hear them if they cried out loud
Would you see them if they came toward you
With open arms to carry you
While in your hour of despair
Will they take away your fear
Would you trust your life with them
And know that this is not the end
Well the Angels in the crowd
Are not crying very loud
They don’t have wings or shiny clothes
They don’t have a crown that glows
For the Angels in the Crowd
They don’t stand tall
They don’t stand proud
They don’t appear with golden lights
Or sweet, warm whispers in the night
Their clothes are scorched and wet and cold
Their hands and feet are withered and old
Their eyes display a battered heart
When the world around them falls apart
And yet despite their inner fear
They keep on trying because they care
So as you lay down for your sleep
Pray for the Angels around your street
For they will keep you safe at night
If you have been wronged, they will make it right
Who are these Angels, I think we know
Just take a look at the list below
Police, Fire and Rescue Teams
Doctors and Nurses at the scene
Young Soldiers on the foreign sand
Who fight for freedom across the land
Men, Women, and Children of every race
Give of themselves with love and grace
They put their lives on hold for you
In your darkest hour, they will shine through
They love, they care without hesitation
For they are the spirit of this great nation
So everyone, please, let's pray out loud
AND THANK THE ANGELS IN THE CROWD
Written by
Barbara Colangelo – 09-11-01
I wrote this poem in honor of the heroes who gave of themselves during the time of this terrible tragedy. They displayed tremendous courage, strength and perseverance during their most trying times. These Angels make me prouder than ever to be part of this wonderful country of ours.
GOD BLESS AMERICA
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