Angels surround me,
protect and remind me,
guide me, guard me
and sometimes hide me.
If I but whisper
a gentle request,
They are there
in an instant
and by my side rest.
They are powerful, soft,
strong and meek,
But always found
if you but seek.
They stand at four corners,
creating a shield,
Never wavering
and never to yield.
Such wonderful beings
with such huge hearts,
I long to be with them,
never to part.
I'm with you! I have no doubt that our Guardians are with us as we speak! Lovely poem, Marjorie! Thank you for sharing it!
ReplyDeleteThanks Audra. Glad you liked it.
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