Angels

I hear a sweet, sweet melody
resounding in my ear
and when I listen closely
I'm touched with joyful tears.

The song is sung by angels,
sweet cherubs I can't see,
and though I cannot see them
I know they are with me.

God sent each one to guard me
and guide me through each day.
I'm grateful for their presence
and showing me the Way.

Books by Kristine Stanton

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