Three Angels touched my life today
"Three? Why three?", you say.
Yes three I thought three angels dear,
They touched me all today.
I thought of that first angel dear
Who blessed me with his touch.
A bent old man, could hardly walk
He couldn't weigh too much.
His coat was torn and soiled.
His shoes had seen a better day,
He shuffled up the street of pain
His eyes a distant gray.
The corner came and as he tried
To cross the boulevard
The cars zoomed by not giving ground
Not letting up a yard.
I saw his plight and grabbed his arm
Flagging traffic to a halt.
I guided him
And helped him safely cross.
He turned to me and spoke to me,
"Bless you my kind son.
Without you there I don't know what
I would of ever done."
I walked away with joy in heart
Remembering that twinkle in his eye
I thought that as the barde has said.
"Not now, but there Go I."
Another angel touched my life
This time a little child
She grabbed my index finger
And in a voice so mild.
She asked if I would hold her hand
She feared the darkned room.
I took her hand and sang to her
A silly little tune.
That once my Mother sang to me
When in the night I tripped.
She went her way and out to play
And smiled as off she skipped.
Was I that Angel?
Not at all, but someone might suspect
For 'twas through them that I was touched
My life in retrospect.
The cross that is the one I bear
Was gone. It was not there.
The weight of all my grief and pain
Had vanished in mid air.
Remember this, not all the time
The angel that you see
Came not in power and rushing wings
From heavenly realms that be.
But yet is sent from God above
To fill your heart with love.
To guide His children back to Him
For all eternity.
The third? You say? Where did it touch?
You say I mention only two.
Ahhhhhhh, there you are. The other one.
Sweet angel it is YOU.
Lee Browen
I was walking home from school on a cold winter day.
It was getting late, and I was scared and alone.
But then a kind old man took my hand and led me home.
Mama couldn't see him,
but he was standing there
And I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers.
Oh, Oh I believe there are Angels Among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above.
They come to you and me in our darkest hours,
to show us how to live and teach us how to give,
To guide us with the light of Love.
When life held troubled times, and had me down on my knees.
There's always been someone there to come along and comfort me.
A kind word from a stranger, to lend a helping hand.
A phone call from a friend to say I understand.
And ain't it kind of funny that at the dark end of the road,
Someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope.
Oh I believe there are Angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above.
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live and teach us how to give,
To guide us with the light of Love.
They wear so many faces, show up in the strangest places.
To guide us with their mercy, in our time of need.
To guide us with a light of Love.
Angel Friends
Some people doubt that each of us
Have angels to protect us,
Assigned by God when we were born,
To love us and direct us.
And though we cannot see them,
They're always at our side,
And after we have died.
God knew we needed someone
To watch us night and day,
To guide us down the narrow path
And keep all harm away.
Someone of endless wisdom,
Whom He could always trust,
To guard us every minute,
And take good care of us.
So carefully He chose each one,
For every living soul,
Some with wings of silver,
And some with wings of gold,
But all filled with a burning love,
That never has an end,
And each of us is blessed to have,
A Special Angel Friend.
Grace E. Easley