'Planted Angels' In My Garden' Poem by Linda Winchell

God planted Angels in my garden,
So all the world could see.
Flowers of His divine design,
He planted for you and me.

Their colors are of whitest white,
Their wings of silver and gold.
Scented music comes with the morning dew,
As each pedal does unfold.

Jewels lay at each their feet,
To fertilize their growth.
I've placed them there with Love and care,
With my Father as their Host.

The tears I've cried moisten their roots,
They were shed from worlds' pain.
That's all my Angels' need to drink,
They crave not drops of rain.

Prayers dust their leaves and blooms from pests,
My knees are sore Lord, I've done my best.

God planted Angels for the world to see,
He planted them all, for you and me.