Angels are Always There
Surrounding you are angels,
They are there to guide your path,
If weakness overcomes you,
They'll give you strength if you will ask.
They are your protection
When life seems too hard to bear,
And though you feel alone at times,
The angels ... they are there.
Their faces may be hidden
And their voices you might not hear,
But they are ALWAYS with you,
Through your laughter or your tears.
They'll walk along beside you,
They'll guide your steps along the way,
They'll comfort you and hold you,
Protect you night and day.
They'll hold to your hand tightly,
They'll not ever let it go,
And they'll gently lead you forward,
Taking each step very slow.
For even as you slumber,
They watch closely over you;
They are there beside you
In each and every thing you do.
When life is overwhelming,
And your spirit has grown tired,
Know they'll be there for you,
To uplift and to inspire.
And when you're torn and lonely,
And you see no hope ahead,
Know that they will nourish you,
Your spirit will be fed.
And if there comes a time in life
That your heart has been broken,
Hear the words, "I'm here, my child,"
And know your angel has spoken.
For even in the darkest hour,
When all of hope seems gone,
They'll give you strength to live your life,
And desire to go on.
And if your faith in Heaven,
Should ever fade away,
They'll help renew your spirit,
And help you find your way.
Even though you're ever filled with doubt,
About the life you live,
Know that they are there to give you
All that they can give.
For you see, the Father sent them,
Because to Him, you mean so much,
That He sent them "just for you," my friend,
And your life, they will touch.
They will always be here,
They will "never" leave your side;
And upon their strength and guidance,
You always may rely.
Take comfort in their guidance,
Draw strength from up above,
And know that their sweet presence,
Is God's precious gift of love.
I died for Beauty
I died for Beauty ---- but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb,
When one who died for Truth , was lain in an adjoining room.
He questioned softly"Why I failed?"
"For Beauty ",I replied.
"And I ----for Truth-----Themself are One-----We Bretheren,are",He said.
And so, as Kinsmen,met a Night.
We talked between the Rooms
Until the Moss had reached our lips,
And covered up ----- our names.
Living Life Over
If I had my life to live over...I would have talked less and listened
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was
strained and the sofa faded.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day
because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it
melted in storage.
I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television - and more
while watching life.
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth
would go into a holding patter if I were not there for the day.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, would
not show soil or was guaranteed to last a life time.
There would have been more "I love yous" ... more "I'm sorrys"... but
mostly, given another shots at life, I would seize every minute... look
at it and really see it...live it...and never give it back.