" ANGEL WOODS "

She needn't fly, in Angel Woods
For she could glide, so easily along the snow
Play with her friends under cover of night
Raise the quotient of Love all through the whiteness
And the silence of the wood, would come quietly alive
Revealing nature's secrets, to it's Guardian Angel 
Where she'd reply by calling the animals to come and hear
The winters lullaby, that emanated, from her heart
The song, that only the deer could hear
It left a joyful inspiration, and a reverent light
That glittered and danced across the snow
And slid anon, into the blanketed trees
As it softly hummed
It's gentle
Goodnight....

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)