Walking by a gift shop window when I was sad,
I glanced up to see what the store had,
Beautiful angels were all in a row,
One sitting on a pretty rainbow.
In her hands a butterfly,
Another one by her side,
Symbols of promise and hope reborn,
Lovely images for all the forlorn.
Just when I needed comfort and help,
There were angels upon a shelf,
Heavenly messengers to help remind me,
That God is present and answers our needs.
I bought that angel with happy tears,
A guardian to help soothe my fears,
I look at her every day,
And pray for the promise the angel relays.
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