The Angel of Rio
Miguel watches
From his tower
Stands before the cliff
As he and Jesus converse
No matter how much
Miguel bumps into
The enormous buildings
As he flaps his newborn wings,
Jesus, watching from
The cliff, swoops in
As a mother eagle,
And teaches him how to
Fly.
As Miguel flaps his
Wings, with his
Mission to discover
And watch over The
Promised Land,
He looks up to Jesus,
With His redeeming
Smile, shining down proudly
On his angel as Miguel
Asks, "Who is like God?"
This poem is about:
My family