Are angels watching, and do they cry?
are angels here...or at least nearby?
A loss of breath, a smothered moan...
Am I attended? Or am I alone?
Are angels listening, as I wonder aloud?
hovering near in a misty shroud?
Tall ones...short ones...their vigils keep.
Will they protect me as I sleep?
Are they stern and mannerly?
do they laugh..or do they weep?
A price is paid and a promise kept,
a loss so great...even the angels wept!
God's love unfolds...and life proceeds,
and I realize...I am attended indeed.
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