Closet Angel
Once I knew a closet angel
She was such a shy seraphim
Didn’t like to show off her wings
No one knew her from me or you
Said she was a guardian by night
Didn’t question her peculiar ways
She wore gowns in shades of light
Hung them neatly come the day
Who knew there was an angel among us
Today her closet remains just the same
Gathering fine specks of golden dust
You’d never know one as she ever came
Somewhere in some far unknown place
We must assume she has found a covert
And in the night moves without a trace
Protecting another dearly loved lost loner.
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