Tuesday, June 26, 2018

My Guardian Angel

He comes to me when I sleep
In soft repose
Or when I weep
He comes to me 

He has no name 
He has no face
He has a presence 
I can't erase

He comforts my being
He comforts my soul
He gives such peace
Makes my heart feel whole

He lets me know
Good guys still live
With  need for love
Still need to give

He sits by my side 
To guide To protect
Tells me who to trust
Who to suspect

When I listen 
I find peace
When I don't
It will cease

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