In another garden

I chanced upon an angel watching

an empty school yard

"Are you the angel who watches over this school?

She laughed and pointed to the children

who were pouring from the school

spreading like a river at flood

"No, I'm not a guardian angel

I just stopped to watch your children

Mine are so very different."

A little boy stuck out his tongue at his teacher's back,

and my newly found angel friend

giggled.

"I am a teaching angel

I teach little angels

in perfect little lines

with perfect smiling faces

and now it is vacation time

for teaching angels."

"You chose to come here?"

"Yes, the most perfect place in all of creation.

The one place where anything is possible

especially the imperfect.

What a wonderful world you have."