'Angel on a Mission'
Angel feathers found in your bed,
Their protecting you from overhead.
They drop their feathers throughout the night,
As they bless your dreams with their wings in flight.
Some white, some black feathers you'll see,
But making no difference in you or me.
Their mission the same, from Heaven above,
To bring God's children, all of His love.
Unfolding their wings, brushing away all life's harms,
Enfolding and rocking you safe in winged arms.
So to bed you must go, so the Angels can be,
All that God made them, for you and for me.
BlueWolf 51 ©
8/2008
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