My grandson didn't like sleeping alone until I explained that angels watched over him.
Everytime my grandma
kisses me good-night,
she entrusts me to your care
throughout the long night.
Angel wings flutter ‘round
(it’s motion sans sound)
enveloping me in love;
sheltered by sheer wings.
The aura of their light
shimmers so it screams.
Everytime my grandma
kisses me to sleep
angels watch me, hover,
till I make no peep.
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Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on April 16, 2003
whats sans? Ok I not the most educated person I know that but this was a very nice and light hearted and inspirational poem
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