FOR THE LOVE OF AN ANGEL

It is the love of angels I am told- 

That turns cold hearts to ones of gold- 

Who brings us in from the shivering rain- 

Who coddles us close to them in our pain- 

It is the love of angels who lives on high- 

Who journey with us in our lives until we die- 

They shelter and keep us through the night- 

And gives us their strength so we can fight. 

It is the love of angels from another world- 

Who believes in us-gives us wisdom's of pearl- 

They wake with us each day in birds and song- 

And helps us forgive ourselves for all our wrong. 

It is the grace of the angels that let us see- 

The kindness of the souls and lifes' misery- 

The help us to except both the love and the fear- 

Of being human and - most of all - being here. 

It is the laughter of the angels that let us play- 

So that we can become children of another day- 

They want us to envision the dreams we have let go- 

Yes, it is the love of the Angels that has told us so. 

contributed by Connie Woods