Angels <br />are the women and the mothers who kindly comfort us <br /> <br />The ones who <br />cut the crusts from the sides of our sandwiches <br /> <br />The ones who <br />kiss our scrapes and our battle wounds <br /> <br />The ones who <br />drive us to the soccer fields <br /> <br />The ones who <br />cook, clean, and slave <br /> <br />The ones who <br />stand <br /> <br />and mourn <br />at our grave markers<br /><br />Jeff Gangwer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angels-are-6/
