At days end
When my head hits the pillow
My arms void of the day’s strength
Hang like a Weeping Willow
And when foolishly I think
That I’m so alone
Then I hear it in my heart
So, I answer the phone
My Angel is there
There to comfort me
To take away my pain
Loving me endlessly
It’s reassuring to know
My Angel has my back
When stealthy demons
For my very soul they attack
I’m reminded
That I’m never alone
An Angel at my side
No matter where I roam
And I hear my Angel say
Love is the cure
Look within yourself
And you will endure
Copyright © Accidental Poet 2021
- Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 21st, 2021 04:58
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 62
Comments6
Angels, they are always there with you, looking after you....feel so comforted.
Yes Jayasree, Always. Thanks for the visit and comment. ; )
Good write AP.
Thanks Orchi. ; )
A lot of love for this.
A fantastic poem.❣
Thank you I Ali ; )
So true AP, my Angel is always with me and brings me so much love.
Andy
And one day you'll be beside her. Thanks Andy. ; )
One finds comfort in their belief, as you have poetically acclaimed here
Thanks suresh. ; )
absolutely spiritual my friend ... much enjoyed this sunny mane at the beginning of my new day ....
Thanks N, glad I could start your day off with a smile. ; )
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