Guardian Angel Dear

You see me at my birth, Like a fresh flesh dumbbell; Sing lullabies with mirth, As silent as mumble; Ease me, in quilt of care, lest I fall and crumble... You fix your eyes on me, At my sleep dream and wake; Tingles and smiles in me, You make like fancies fake; My psycho-physical soul-soothing solace sake... My childhood you take care, Like hens to their chicks do; Adulthood with joys fair, Like petals and blooms, glue; Crystal-like, my thought and words, you make glassy true... When I face test of death, When God calls me home back; My body with no breath, Lies like a torn rag sack; You pave, for my journey, a peace-filled divine track... May my moments, betwixt, Beams of hope, Angel dear! May my mind and heart fixed, On God the polestar rear; Thus, may my grave, heavenly womb-like comfort bear...! 12 December 2021 ''A'' Forms, New Poems, 10 or more lines Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France