They visit humanity, guide and watch over,
Many things make sense, now that I\'m older.
Find feathers off their wings near hot springs,
Wanting us to do right, a battered soul still sings.
Angels are forever rooting for the morally correct,
We all make major mistakes, nobody\'s perfect.
Are you up to task to fly through earthly tests?
Not from bosses but from where the heart rests.