The Angel stood on a precipice alone,
Waiting for the lightning to strike her bones.
She thinks she is worthless and no one cares—
Why else would she be up there, alone and unprepared?

She crosses her arms and bows her head
As her wings wrap around her.  But a voice said,
“What are you doing?  Is this a dare?
If it is, it is not funny!  I am really scared!”

The Angel turned around to see Baby Angel at her side.
The Baby toddles closer to the Angel and sighed
While others began to appear in the forest close by.
The Angel was quite surprised who came out of the sky.

An angel with a Guitar, an Angel with Running Shoes,
And an Angel with a Bible; but Angel was most surprised at who came too!
The Demon came out of the trees shyly coming forward to step into the light
“Will you at least listen to what he has to say?” Baby asked as the night turned bright.

Before the Angel’s very eyes, the Demon in the morning
Became an Angel Redeemed, walked to the Angel and to her hand did cling.
“Dear Angel, can you not see how much you have helped me?
Your kindness and grace have helped me be redeemed.”

“You have helped us all,” Guitar conceded.
“Don’t cut us off,” Running Shoes pleaded.
“You are beautiful,” Bible agreed.
“We could help you if you please.”

The Angel looked down and sighed
While Baby took her hand and began to cry.
“You need to leave—I understand—
To find your way back again.”

“I won’t be long,” the Angel assured.
“I just need some time to get back to the Lord.
Don’t be angry and please wait.”
And with those words spoken, she flew off to meet her fate.

They all waved goodbye and sat down to wait
While Angel left, her own way to make.