An angel mowed
my lawn today,
wings did not show,
harps did not play.

Another one
peddled downtown.
No royal son,
no halo crown.

An angel sang
outside for tips,
all hearts felt pangs
yet money skipped.

Another one
was all alone,
helped everyone
but still unknown.

An angel clutched
my soul today,
my life was touched
in every way.

They walk with us
not standing out,
without a fuss,
without a shout.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy