With the wings of an angel
Her body a snowy white
She surveys her charges
Before taking flight.

Each child is sleeping peacefully
As the sun begins to rise
Their guardian angel-watching from the skies.

Slowly she stretches forth her wings
And greets the coming dawn
With a soft kiss and a light, angelic song.

"Oh, morning thou hast come!
You will care for the little ones.
Watch out and protect them
Until your day is done!"

"Hug them with the warmth of the sun.
Kiss them with a gentle breeze.
Give them happiness with a pleasent day
Love them with many green trees."

Slowly she flies
Up, up, and above.
Then at night she will return
The guardian angel-a dove.