My Guardian Angel
While I am sleeping, my angel is
peeping, and while I am praying my
angel is saying. Sleep little
one now don't you cry for
tomorrow with my wings you will fly.
Now don't you worry, and now don't
you fret, for your angel will always
be there on this you can bet.
Whisper to me and you will see
just how wonderful your angel
can be. Guardian angel from up
above filled with passion and filled
with love, teach me to fly to
spread my wings, and to have a new
appreciation of God's greatest
things. O heavenly body of God's
creation, send me a message that
speaks to the nation. The nations
hope springs eternal with a message
of peace from my angel's journal.
Copyright © Alice Conroy | Year Posted 2005
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