Angels Angel Poetry Perhaps you'll see them briefly From the corner of your eyes Or hear the music of their wings As they float softly by Perhaps you'll recognize their work In some kind word or deed Or feel a soft hand on yours When you are most in need Perhaps you wont remember them Or notice what they do But what is most important Is that they remember you! There are those who believe, So the story is told, That at birth you receive Your own Angel to hold. You come into this world On a wing and a prayer And throughout your lifetime She will always be there. A guardian Angel Who will guide what you do, Her pure essence is love, Sent to watch over you.
Angel Poetry Perhaps you'll see them briefly From the corner of your eyes Or hear the music of their wings As they float softly by Perhaps you'll recognize their work In some kind word or deed Or feel a soft hand on yours When you are most in need Perhaps you wont remember them Or notice what they do But what is most important Is that they remember you!
There are those who believe, So the story is told, That at birth you receive Your own Angel to hold. You come into this world On a wing and a prayer And throughout your lifetime She will always be there. A guardian Angel Who will guide what you do, Her pure essence is love, Sent to watch over you.
"O, speak again, bright Angel, for thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head, as in winged messenger of heaven unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, when he bestrides the lazy puffing clouds, and sails upon the bosom of the air." William Shakespeare, in Romeo & Juliet
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