Guardian Angel
Floating in a dreamscape of some
brightly colored wonder.
Drops me down on bended knee
and sets my thoughts asunder.
In darkest night I've waited thus
and kept watch on the sky.
Hoping for the fluttering wings
soft as a baby's cry.
Reaching from the joyful heights,
at times the depths of sorrow.
I'm sure she's out there vigilantly
guarding my tomorrow.
When circumstance spins me around
and tries to knock me out
I'll stand up strong just knowing
that my angel is about.
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