My Angel
by Brian N. Walin
Down from the heavens we’re told they arrive. On gentle wings we know not alive. We’re told that they’re strangers assigned to us all, these guardian angels always on call. But we never see them, just trust that they’re there, the truth of an angel, the love that they bare.
This angelic presence sent from above, to guide us and shield us, with unspoken love, is given a task to help us get by, through tragedy, and sorrow, and times when we cry.
They know that you're there, they're keenly aware, but you never see them not if you stare. Sometimes a distance is given to you and they know what’s needed to carry you through. The support they give is silent and true, the kind of comfort that you never knew.
The wings of an angel can wrap you so tight, to keep you and love you with their gentle might. The times that they’re needed you might never know, but their instincts are true and always will show. They’re there when they’re needed, though you never ask. They’re always on call and up to the task.
You might feel a presence, a warm peaceful glow. But you’ll never be sure how much they know. The support they give is kind and sincere. It’s given much more the closer they’re near.
Life can be painful, sad, and unkind, and angels are needed to save the maligned. To dry up the tears and force back the fears, and give us the strength to get through the years. I know that these angels don’t come from above. They’re here with us all, spreading their love.
I see that my angel is standing right here. You might not realize until you look in the mirror. For you are my angel, my kind and dear friend. I know that our friendship will always transcend. I don’t always tell you, I don’t follow through, but now is my time to say I love you.
©2007 Brian N. Walin (All rights reserved)
01/19/07
3 comments:
Brian,
I have made checking your blog a daily must read for me. I hope you don't mind.
You are truly amazing.
You are always welcome here Maureen. I will try to keep up as much as I can with your reading!
Peace
B
Dr. Swill,
No pressure!!Do what you can, when you can!
I am patient and can just click the big old red X in the top right corner - and come back another day!!
maureen (aka moweenie)
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