An angel in the alley, whispering to pass us by
Waiting for a response, for one person to hear
Her reason for being here.
waiting in the shadows, her mission, to be healed
she will know by their answer, I am here.
Her wings will no longer be broken
She is twinned with one who walks here
She will pass, hear the words whispered
Her need will be answered by the
Giving of life from one soul to another
Death waits with broken wings
Her debt paid to a twin never born…