When the one upstairs was thinking
and decided to create something new
He sat down and thought quietly
and the Angel's curiosity grew
he didn't move a muscle
and he never even slept
but his eyes never lost their fire
no matter how much he looked unkept
whenever one of his subjects drew near
he looked up and shook his head
the message they read was clear enough
to where they didn't approach again
after many days of isolation
he stood and stretched his arms
the Angel's all crowded around him
their faces screwed into alarm
his face stretched with a smile
as he scanned his eyes across the crowd
and all the angels stared back at him
and didn't make a sound
"my friends, my children," he began
"i had a vision in my mind
i wanted to create something pure
something holy and sublime.
i figured that earth needs a lot more good
their hearts be filled with love
not loving because they have to,
but loving just because.
this person will have compassion,
kindness, a caring heart.
their soul will have no flaws
that sets them more apart."
the angels all wondered where this creature
"the man" created could be
But then i realized that this poem represents
when you were sent to me
