Angels no where around,
Yet halos float close to the ground
The bridges we cross cleanse our souls,
Along with their wisdom, which helps us grow.
Flowers brighten our world and entice our smell,
Our Lord above listens, to each and every prayer.
And although the answer we sometimes don’t see,
He guides us and leads us through the pain we bare.
Then again maybe angels are here,
If we look deep within we’ll see in each of us an angel.
For each of us help one another when the chips are down,
A close friend needs our help so we come around.
Yes the halos do belong as well as the heart that carries a song.
For although we may not hear or see the joy in our every day life,
With each day that rises and our hearts beat on,
The pain lessens until we’re singing along.
So whether in sorrow or deep despair,
When the day is at end there is someone who cares.
By Janeal Mulaney
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