My Angel.
A storm is always brewing,
On the far side of my life.
A lesson at the ready,
Be it joy, or pain and strife.
The faith that I am not alone
As I journey through the day,
Helps maintain a balance
For whatever comes my way.
I feel an angel present
Through the good times, and the sad,
A guide with kind reflections,
and a reason to be glad.
When I dream of ocean waves,
And tide upon the land,
I visualize my angel,
Standing there upon the sand.
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