
When her wings won’t fly
She walks
When her heart won’t sing
She talks
When her hands won’t hold
She makes
When her best isn’t enough
She takes
And shares it anyway

When her wings won’t fly
She walks
When her heart won’t sing
She talks
When her hands won’t hold
She makes
When her best isn’t enough
She takes
And shares it anyway

The Angels remind us that fog is part of life too. Sometimes we can’t see that far ahead, we don’t know all the answers. And yet, we still must keep going. Eventually the fog will lift and it would be so disappointing to still be standing in the same place.