Twenty Angels

Pure evil smashed through fragile doors
at lives misunderstood -
fought cowardly in anger -
with twenty Angels, good.

Then hero's lives were sacrificed
as many children hid.
I cannot make the pieces fit -
but twenty Angels did.

So now there's something in my eyes
there's dampness on my cheek -
and I can feel the echoes when
those twenty Angels speak.

The question that some struggle with -
is, "Where do Angels go?"
They're not sure of the answer, but
our twenty Angels know.

In memory of the 20 children
and 6 adults killed at Sandy Hook School