Are there angels, who really knows.
Some say they walk to and fro.
Keeping a eye both day and night
so we are safe in our life.
Some are sent to hold our hands
To walk with us in the sands.
Some lie beside us in the night
to help us fight our fright.
And are there with mornings light.
Are there angels who really knows.
As human beings, you know
Seeing is believing.
Just as faith helps us grow
You can't see faith as you well know.
Search your hearts, so you will know.
Are there angels, I think so.
Copyright © Glenda Ingalls | Year Posted 2006
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