Hard To Be An Angel

I'm sorry Lord, I fell asleep
I really meant to watch him
I'm glad I'm still in training
and you were there to catch him.

It's hard to be an angel
I mess up all the time
Instead of watching little Ray
I wrote a silly rhyme.

My little wings get tired, Lord
They're still so very small
But they'll get big when I grow up
And maybe I'll be tall.

'Cause other angels laugh at me...
They say I'm cute, but silly
But I don't care, I got a job!
Tomorrow, I watch Billy.

By Melodye F Johnson