My Busy Angels
My Busy Angels
Maybe because I’m serving others and their pet friends,
several angels follow me daily saving my hide.
On my way to pet sit,
my car has been hit from the front,
the back and the side.
In the eleven years that I’ve been a pet sitter,
I’ve even had a few cars totalled from a bad collide.
All those times, I believe a force of angels have been
battling to keep me safe, they were so kind.
I’ve been saved from a three alarm fire;
I’ve been held by gunpoint several times;
by now that bunch of angel’s patience must be tried.
Each time I thank them and I thank God,
and I tell them how much on them
and their goodness that I rely.
Why even once when I was out walking a dog,
a woman was raped in the apartment next to
where the dog that I was walking resided.
My ex-husband pulled and AK-47 on me
one time and the angels from above kept
me from being blow out of my mind!
Thank you precious angels for protecting me
and staying by my side!
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