This runs in conjunction with my previous stories 

How I Lost My Way part 1 and part 2

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from a young age I was taught about angels

we sat as the nuns read to us, our little eyes wide

pictures swirled around us, all stories from long ago

loving angels and warrior angels, white, red and black

being of the youngest I sat in complete awe waiting

for my angel or at least a white feather from heaven

my mind grew and grew to not think of my angel

school, the farm and growing older, there was no time to dream

as a young man if ever asked, who needs an angel would be my answer

going to dances my mind on earth angels next to me in my GMC

going to the mail one hot day in July there was "the" letter

waiting in line in Detroit I had time to think and as I stood

a lone white feather floated down and landed in front of me

for at that moment in time my angel was there watching me

being of all of 18 this I kept to myself, move forward

look forward you green peas march at double time

your ass belongs to your uncle now

little did I realize that my angel was protecting me

till that fateful hot day in Vietnam

when I faded to black my angel was standing over me

in my wallet to this day is a white lone feather