As she sits in perfect peace

The Angel sits in deepest thought

Is it of a past love she thinks?

Or just a moment that she’s caught

Her beauty is beyond compare

Still to be with her forevermore

With her locks of curly hair

Her past life just a far distant shore

Now her life to glide the universe

Watching over many a long lost soul

With her hand to guide them home

Together they will stroll

Her heart maybe heavy

With thoughts that may have been

Of her lovers long ago

And things that she has seen

But she sits alone and thinks

Of what her life is now

Of all the sad souls she can save

With her hand upon their brow

Her white wings shining in the sun

Now it’s her time to sleep

So we must let her settle down

And promise not to peep