Poetry By Gloria                                                                    

Angels Everywhere

Angels, Angels, in the air, 
Angels, Angels everywhere.
They watch me in the long dark night.
They wake me with the morning light.

Some are still, some in flight.
Some guide me with their halo light.
In the darkness I can see 
All the angels guarding me.

Sent from heaven up above 
Covering me with God's pure love.
In my troubled times I see 
Angels weeping just for me.

When I die I won't cry, 
The angels will take me home on high.
Then I'll sleep in the master's arms 
Forever safe from any harm.

by Gloria Collins