A Grin of a Child

Three Angels sat in the end of my bed,
They told me were passed by,
and saw light and entered.
They removed their white feathers,
the hung them in the wall,
Trifle but smiling,
from the tour of the earth.
The First Angel says to me,
That he can take me to see the ground from tally,
How is becoming like an apple.
The Second Angel says to me,
That he can take me,
To see the Sea deep, everything that it sucks.
The third Angel says to me,
That he can take me,
to see hungry Children, without in sunlight fate.
I did know which Angel should I follow:
If I see the ground from the tally
I will get dizzy,
To watch the Sea
How to Sock everything,
I will get scared.
I will put foods together,
So I can feed some children
I will put together vests, trousers, Jackets,
So I can make some children warm,
Perhaps they will smile.
And if all of us we believe,
The world doesn’t changes,
A grin of a child will kill our thought…