Angels At Saint Francis
A hospital is not the spot I’d choose
For a fun filled holiday.
It’s narrow bed is not a place
I would while the hours away.
But, one thing I've discovered--
Zero are the chances
That you’ll ever find a finer folk
Than the angels at Saint Francis.
Their sunshine smiling faces
Always brightened dreary days.
The cheery voice and healing touch
Helped to drive pain’s ache away.
Their patient, gentle care
Improved bad circumstances.
I owe a debt of gratitude
To the angels at Saint Francis.
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