Me And My Guardian Angel Poem by Denis Martindale

I don't know where he's flown off to,
Moonlighting I suspect,
My part-time hero simply flew
And left me to reflect...
So here I stand complaining
And moaning to myself,
While he's off, I'm remaining...
He's left me on the shelf!

He likes to stay anonymous,
I've never learnt his name,
'Cos if I knew I'd cause a fuss
And firmly point the blame!
I've got my list of accidents
That he seemed to ignore,
No wonder that I take offence
At every single flaw!

I thought that he was on my side,
'Cos sometimes he came through,
But now my eyes are open wide,
He hasn't got a clue!
It's hit-and-miss from first-to-last,
My records act as proof!
He'll have to go! I'm quite aghast!
And that's the honest truth!