im your gardian angel
im in your prayer
someone to talk to
ill be there
flying high
my wings take flight
looking after your life
stroking your hair at night
you can cry on my shoulder
ill wipe away your tears
until your a little bit older
and you face your fears
pretty darling
im your guardian
dont worry about a thing
come take flight with me
ill give you the wings
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite a sweet 'Cher Companion' poem until I reached the last couple of line. To take flight with the guardian angel is something that happens near death. To encourage somebody into death, say before their time, is a little unsettling. Best wishes and keep writing