Monday, December 21, 2009

Song of the Angel

When the water seems too high

And thrashes all about

Call to me.

I’ll swim with you

And pluck you out.

When the bullets start to fly

And you’re forced to cower

Ask for me.

I’ll be your shield.

I’ll give you power.

If the noises are too loud

And the anger too great

Bring me close.

I’ll give you peace;

It’s never too late.

I am your angel.

Your cries for help

Are music to my ears.

Your smile and your joy

Are my reward.

Why wouldn’t I love you?

Why shouldn’t I care?

You’ve loved me enough;

You’ve always been there.

I am your angel.

I love you so.

Call to me always;

I’m here to make you glow.

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