there are angels sneaking up on me

there are angels sneaking up on me

I know, because
from the corner of my eye
I see bright flapping wings
that are golden,
then are gone

angels are sneaking up on me

I never quite see them
but they run giggling
down the stairs ahead of me

I see them in the glow of light
that shines through morning trees
and glints on early dew

there are angels sneaking up on me

I know, because
I hear their laughter in my heart