Drive-by poetry.

Because we have twisted friends who apparently write poetry on long trips, we were gifted this story via email this morning. Loch said when he returns home he'll draw the pictures to go with it. I'm sharing it with you now because...well...the fog continues and I pride myself on regular updates. I love it. It makes me laugh and cry too.

The Angel and the Mermaid

The angel sat on a cloud above
full of hopes and wishes and dreams
He said to himself
How I wish I could find
the most beautiful girl in the seas

And down below
where the boats don't row
swam a mermaid with flaxen hair
she gazed at the sky
at the clouds drifting by
and wished that an angel was there

And in that brief moment
when the sea was calm
and the clouds had parted the skies
he saw his true love
alone in the waves
with sea glass tears in her eyes

The pain of her sadness
he could no longer bear
he sat and watched her for hours
He said he could help her
rescue or save her
it was all within his powers

Then one fateful day
when they both sat to pray
God opted to grant both their wishes
but before the sun fades a choice must be made
do they join with the birds or the fishes?

Instead of deciding
while God was deriding
they bucked with tradition again
they couldn't have love
It just wouldn't work
so instead they each found a friend.

With one flying up high
and one swimming down low
they tried to continue their routes
It wasn't as smooth
or as fast or as nice
they had to go into cahoots.

For she secretly loved him,
that flaxen haired girl
And he openly cared for her so
His blue eyes would rest on her beautiful fins
and he knew it was soon time to go

For the mermaid belonged to a sea monster now
In the darkest of water he lay
waiting for the angel to fight to the death
the monster he wanted to slay

For the water was always bluer there
under this bright white cloud
a thought the angel always knew
but never said out loud.

At once he knew what he should do
lightning raged into the sea
He killed the serpent
but missed his girl
giving her time to flee

Down to the earth
where the people can't fly
the angel at last did rest
He opted to give up his wings for that girl
because he loved her the best

And the mermaid grew legs
and walked out of the sea
to meet her true love from the sky
Surprised and in doubt
she couldn't believe
he gave up his chances to fly

And they now live like humans
just like you and me
they are so peaceful as one
They play with the mer-kids
and even the mer-cat
having a whole lot of fun

And the moral of this story
is not that angels fall
it's that sometimes
the deepest love
is the truest one of all.