My Guardian Angel
My Guardian Angel sits beside me.
I'm never alone; I can feel the angel's wings.
Whenever I have troubles,
I feel a hand upon my back.
And a warm, sensation of comfort
Let's me know evil won't attack.
I've prayed for this Guardian Angel
Since before I can even remember.
God has never let me down.
My mother was born in December.
Then, a mere twenty-one years later,
I was born, one day.
And I met my Guardian Angel.
In the morn, in her arms, I did lay.
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