SWEET ANGEL

Sleep tight little angel, rest your tired wings,
Soothed by the knowledge that love is what you bring.
You come to earth to comfort, cushion mortals as they fall,
A guardian of peace and love, here to guide us all.

Oh, you look so fragile, so beautiful and sweet,
And joyfully put music in the hearts of those you meet.
Where are you little angel, do you hide in the palm of a hand,
Or, rest on weary shoulders across our troubled land?

When angels do appear, do they hear our call,
Gently healing broken hearts, lending comfort to us all.
Angels rise to the occasion, somehow they always know,
When life becomes too hard, an angel's presence shows.

an original writing by
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