Angels

The biggest and brightest of flowers

Bloom after

The longest and loneliest of rains

And

The loudest and proudest of voices

Come from the "weakest" and the "meekest"

When a vulture, a rabbit, a bear, and a lion

Meet along the path

They all have a story to tell

None stray home unchanged

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world

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