My Guardin Angel Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A gentle whisper, soft and low,
A warmth that helps my spirit grow.
From up above, a friend so true,
To guide my steps in all I do.

A watchful eye, though out of sight,
Keeping me safe, through day and night.
In Christian faith, and Jewish lore,
These loving spirits, I adore.

No proof I hold, no solid sign,
But in my heart, their presence shine.
A quiet knowing, deep inside,
With my guardian angel, I confide.

Again and again, the feeling stays,
Through all my nights and all my days.
This trust is all I need to find,
My angel's love, forever kind.