Thank Them Poem by David Harris

Everywhere I go I feel footsteps
behind me that I cannot see,
and when things get rough
something or someone
seems to carry me through.
When I have lost direction,
someone always points the way.
Everyday I feel someone is there
to help and guide me
whenever the need may arise.
I feel I am a man blessed
by someone I cannot see.
That they are there all the time
to watch over me.
Some say it is a guardian angel
that always walks at your side.
Whoever it is I’d like to thank them
for taking their time over me.

18 July 2009