SR (july / texas)

Angels Without Wings.

Tonight I was saved,
tonight I knew I was loved,
they came just in time to help me
I was taken out of the situation
they made sure I was safe
and then like they showed, they were gone.

Some call them helpers,
some call them moms
others can call them friends
but I call them my guardian angels

They don't have wings
they come in all shapes and sizes
they live in different places
but they all have one thing at heart.
They love me.
They'll come for me and save me.

My angels without wings.

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Comments (1)

Wonderful poem, ive experienced my guardian angel. Its beautiful. Keep on writing! !