This angel statue was tucked in a small family cemetery on the Natchez Trace in Mississippi. I was hoping she would inspire a haiku (or two).
My poetry writing friend Marion didn’t see this picture, but she was inspired to write an angel haiku rather than getting angry at the holiday traffic. When she arrived at our lunch spot, she handed me her poem.
angel choristers
made of Mississippi mud
little bits of loveMarion Rosser
Another writer-teacher-friend, Tara Smith, told me about how she lost her gingerbread man cookie cutter, so she made gingerbread angels. This haiku is in honor of Tara.
gingerbread angels
baked bits of heavenly love
savors of ChristmasMargaret Simon
Reflections on the Teche 
We need angels in our lives. Happy Holidays, Margaret.