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    ANGELS OF MY OWN
 

Where ever I go in this vast world

Whether it’s night or day

I have angels that shadow

me closely

I know they're not far away…

 

I feel their soft gentle presence-

They kiss my eyes when I dream

And soothe my brow in

my sorrow

Until my mind is serene.

 

And when evils surround me

I feel their Light as a shield

They shelter and give

me assurance-

That always, darkness must yield…

 

I carry their love and their blessings

I'll weave them into my soul,

Each - a gift from

the Father-

And I will never let go…
 
For Rafe
In memory of his Arielle
 and their unborn son...
perished 9-11-01
 
Sharon Frye