My Guardian Angel Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A gentle hand, I couldn't see,
Has always walked along with me.
A silent friend, a loving guide,
Forever faithful, by my side.

We danced and danced, just
me and it,
A perfect rhythm, bit by bit.
No argument no angry word,
A constant peace, forever heard.

A light, unseen, a gentle guide,
Beside me always, side by side.
For years we turned, in this silent dance,
A perfect rhythm, a loving chance.

Like mirrored drops, we knew as one,
No harsh discord, no setting sun.
But now a warmth, a deeper glow,
A final journey, where seeds
will grow.

My heart feels peace, my spirit sings,
As homeward bound, my soul takes wings.
My angel smiles, its task soon complete,
In loving arms, our journey so sweet.

My inner light, it shines so bright,
Guiding my steps with all its might.
Towards a path, that feels so true,
My angel smiles, and sees it too.

Last journey home, to a peaceful place,
My guardian angel, full of grace.
Together now, we understand,
This final walk, but still hand in hand.

T.M.Solvang