See a little flicker
out of the corner of your eye...
that's it...
just a little flash of light,
that's really nothing
but it caught your attention.
That's an Angel...
watching over you.
You know those motions...
against your skin,
like a brush of wind?
That's an Angel touching you.
You know when you look
over your shoulder...
because someone said your name?
No one is there.
But you heard a sound,
so soft and clear,
that you know you heard
it with your ear.
That's an Angel's breath.
How 'bout the times,
when you see a vision,
in your mind's eye,
plain as day,
of a person you're missing,
in so many ways.
That's your Angel.
Holding your hand,
and loving you,
every minute of every day.
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