Aging Guardian Angel
Since I have grown older,
Things have changed a lot for me.
I have learned to make adjustments,
And do things differently.
For instance, now when I climb stairs,
I hold on to the rails.
I don't indulge in rich desserts,
And I do not drink cocktails.
I don't tote groceries in one bag,
Now, I ask for two.
I don't clean the whole house at one time,
A room or two will do.
It isn't just things physical,
My thinking's changed as well.
I don't read romance novels now,
I think biographies are swell.
I'm more selective with my movies,
My music choice has changed a lot.
Now I pick the slow and dreamy,
And skip what others say is "hot."
But, new thoughts now occur to me,
Perhaps of another nature.
From time to time I think about
My guardian angel's stature.
I thought that guardian angels
Should match one's age in years.
So they could truly understand
One's joys and one's tears.
Now, if that statement's really true,
My angel's hair should be snow white.
Her wings, most likely stiff from age,
So she can't do angel flights.
She probably wears bifocals, too,
She may even use a cane.
I suspect that her arthritis,
May have made her sore and lame.
But I guess she still can care for me,
Since I don't go anywhere.
I can not be too hard on her,
So, no more wear and tear.
For many years she's worked real hard,
Watching me was quite a chore.
And, while now I live so differently,
I just might need her more.
She'll be with me now I'm alone,
She'll soothe my tired brow.
She knows my pains and heartaches,
And how much I need God now.
Her line to God is still in place,
And, though she's slow and fragile.
She still communicates with Him,
There's no need to be so agile.
I think my guardian angel
Has grown old, along with me.
And when my earthly ties are loosened,
She will help to set me free.
She'll take my hand; we'll both go Home,
Our trip will be first rate.
Neither one of us will falter,
We'll help each other find the Gate.
by Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
copyright2000
Funny How Times Slips Away
8-7-00/jr
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