Before the morning comes to be
Angel spirits are whispering to me :
Approach each day like something new
So much beauty is waiting for you
Like gentle touches from some pen
They write their music deep within
And every angel... good and kind
Speaks their messages to my mind
And when I rouse..and am ready to rise
They help me see with angelic eyes
Not with thoughts that rant or rage
But with a verse from Heaven's page
They take my hands..they lead the way
And sing their songs throughout the day
Not like some melody I've heard before
But like an ointment that can restore
It may seem strange that I should write
Of beings that escape all human sight
But they want our attention and love us much
And leave us longing for Heaven's touch
So seek them out with heart and mind
In silent moments that will unwind
In morning's birth or night's descent
You won't be sorry..it's time well spent
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