the doorbell
rang uneX.pectly last nite as he and I were sMooching
on the couch..
reluctantly..
we stopped and pulled away from our passion.. looked
at each other and he asked:
"Are
you eX.pecting soMe.one?"
"No!?!"..
I said.. wondering myself wHo would be ringing my
doorbell at 9pm on a sNowy saturday nite.
Since
I don't have an intercom system with the downstairs'
door.. i couldn't ask who it might be.
So we
did the neXt best thing.. and looked out tHe front
window to see if we could sPot the "ringer"...
Nothing..
no one ..
only
a few scattered sNowfakes falling to the already
snow piled ground. it had been snowing for the last
couple days... eVerything wHas covered in wHite
powder eVerywhere you looked.. you couldn't tell
the sidewalks from the streets..
"Look!"
.. I said... "sNow aNgels!"..
Below
in front of the building there were two imprints
of bodies in the sNow.. but instead of arms and
legs there were wings and a robe. As i gazed at
these sHapes... I realized at that moment that I
hadn't really seen something like this before..
Funny
isn't it? .. to be 37 and to have never seen a sNow
aNgel? I remembered trying to make them with piles
of leaves wHen i wHas a kid growing up in California..
But it wHasn't the same...
tHey
weren't like these..
These
are real snow aNgels! .. and two of them right outside
my window!
"Don't
aNgels get their wings when a bell rings?"..
he said.
"Yah
Mann... tHat's right!".. i anSwered.. "
'Everytime a bell rings and aNgel get it's wings..
'... or something like that.. well there you have
it.. a couple aNgels now have thier wings..."
we looked
at each other and sMiled.. at that moment we kissed
each other.. without bringing our lips together..
our eyes locked in a loving kiss...
tWo aNgels
were on their wHay to heaven..
flying
up .. with thier new wings..
high
above cHicago...
looking
down at us...
looking
at the sNow aNgels below.
(1:14pm)
