THERE IS ALWAYS A GUARDIAN ANGEL
Watching
Listening
Silently there beside us
A silent whisper
A gentle breeze
What feels like a brush on the head
A goose bump
A tickling feeling
Their way of letting us know they are here
And there
Never far
Walking silently
Sitting silently
Whilst we all sleep
Our guardian angel
Saying her silent prayers
For all of us
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
22nd June 2015
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