by:T_Rose......April 9,1999
I sit out in the garden,
And talk to the angels above,
because I know they hear me,
even though they never says a word.
I feel their presence all around,
it wraps me up in peace,
warm love completely surrounds me,
until all my problems start to cease.
There is one I tell my troubles to,
She helps me see the light,
She doesn't ever critisize,
And she makes everything alright.
The other... well,
She's a special kind of friend,
Just someone to talk and smile with,
when the day is at its end.
Someday I'll see my angels again,
and walk out in the garden,
we will talk about the time to come,
and we will never again be parted.
As I meet them again face to face,
and recieve my holy parden.
All yesterdays will disappear.
As we stroll out in the garden.
This one I didn't write,It came thru e-mail
Friends Are Like Angels
Our friends are like angels,
Who brighten our days.
In all kinds of wonderful,
Magical ways.
Their thoughtfulness comes,
As a gift from above.
And we feel we're surrounded,
By warm, caring love.
Like upside-down rainbows,
Their smiles bring sun.
And they fill ho-hum moments,
With laughter and fun.
Friends are like angels,
Without any wings.
Blessing our lives,
With the most precious things.
PS: Here is an angel sent to watch over you... Wouldn't it be nice to pass this on to the people you want watched over?
