What Angels See
What Angels See
I turn the knob slowly
Till it will turn no more
And gently push the door to your room
Soft footed, I step long,
Over the board that sounds,
To your bed
I stand and gaze on your sleeping form
To see what it is
Those angels see
When they guard your sleep
Little one
I, once hardened,
Am awed
A sentimental fool
What propels your functions?
From where did you grasp your perfections?
You’ve melted this heart of ice
Yet you stretch and yawn unaware
I long for the stillness of the angels
To gaze and to stay
So many cares and worries call-
Child,
May your angels ever watch over you
Long after I’m gone.
Zellie M. Quinn
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I like to visualize God singing over us.
Angie
I think one day we’ll all be amazed by what was happening around us, and we never saw!
Divine
Thankyou Worldly Winds!
Beautiful poetry. Thanks for stopping by about these things and for following us. I hope you will enjoy our blog as much as I know I will enjoy yours