Poem Hunter
IOI (7/4/1934 / Hebburn.Co Durham U.K)


Angels come in many guises.
Different shapes and different sizes,
concealed by their odd disguises.
Angels manage to surprise us.
Sometimes we do not recognise
because of blinkers on our eyes
or the dark clouds that fill our skies.
The title angel still applies.
To those that lend a helping hand
or only try to understand.
The problems which seem to demand
resources which we can’t command..
Your guardian angel will appear
to calm your mind and quell your fear.

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Comments (2)

Hi Poet, I know angels are around you, reading your beautiful poetry. This is glorious. What a wonderful poem.....'I enjoyed'
This is so uplifting Ivor, and you're absolutely right - an angel doesn't need to have wings and a halo - lovely closing couplet too. Justine.