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Harold the Angel Sing
“Daddy, do you believe in angels?” The young boy asked obviously excited “Why yes I do.” His dad replied and the young boy was delighted. “Angels are good, aren’t they dad?” He obviously had something on his mind. “Yes they are.” His father said, “They are loving, generous and kind”. “I believe they’re here to remind us to stay innocent and pure and when our heart is aching…to help us find a cure.” “I believe they are here to remind us to find pleasure in every day to keep our hearts and minds open to magic… to help us laugh and run and play.” “I believe they are here to look out for us…they try to stay hidden…out of view and influence us to be good…I believe that’s what angels do.” “Why do you ask?” The father questioned now obviously excited “Because I have an angel!” the young boy said and his father was delighted. “He says his name is Harold…and he says my angel he will always be He says no matter where I am…he’ll always look out for me.” “That’s wonderful!” his father said, “and where did you two meet?” “We met In church this morning…we were sharing the same seat.” And when the chorus sang Hark! Harold the Angel sing He said, “This is my song”. Then he floated up to the alter, played his harp, and sang along. The father smiled at the innocence of his child…his love for him was strong He was glad he found his angel inside a Christmas song… And as his father watched at his son’s heart beam… his own heart began to throb he was glad to know… from this point on… Harold, the angel, was on the job.
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