“Dear folks who lift your eyes to gaze

On morning skies above,

Don’t look at me with disbelief

Derision and disgust,

When I make known who left behind 

What looks like wind swept sails;

Please call them what you think you must,

I’ll call them angels’ trails.

For busy are the angel’s lives,

As darkness roams the earth;

Intervening on their watch,

With God’s Almighty Word;

These signs revealed in times as such,

Assures me God prevails,

When night has passed and I can see

A sky of angels’ trails.”

DDC 2021