The Angel

On fluffy clouds, so billowy white The angel sat, protecting night In satin and linen with woven gold The angel protected those in her fold. The love from the skies, apparent indeed, Is plentiful, wonderful and always so free. Without asking with words or gestures at all The angel stays perched and lets all love fall. She comes from the cloud when danger is lurking To save us from harm, let’s us know she is working. She loves us because God gave her the right To love us eternally, each day and each night. With strength in her wings to comfort and keep The angel too watches when we’re fast asleep. Allowing the dreams of only beauty sublime To enter our world both day and night times.