An Angel
An Angel smiled at me
Then she touched my lips
She spoke a language
I have never heard
The words she spoke
I complety understood
The acts of kindness
In her kindness
In the name of God
She is to watch over me
Why he gave her to me
The strength she has
Lifted and Carried
Cleaned off all my and grim
With me
To the end of time
poem by Howard Johnson
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