Angels
How do you treat the angel
that guards you every day?
Do your actions make him happy,
or does he turn his face away?
Is he glad to be there
hovering at your side?
Or is guarding you a hardship
that wounds his angel pride?
Angels are all around us.
They know everything we do.
What will your angel tell the Lord
when your time on earth is through?
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