Angels in the Dust

We all have an angel

Watching over us

That guards and protects us

From all kinds of stuff

They are our personal angels

Meant for us alone

To guide us and lead us

To the path of the Son

Our angel comes to us

In several different ways

By family and friends

By night and by day

But these angels are careful

Not to be seen

For if we were to see them

We would not know what they mean

So an angel comes to us

Just when it must

And when their work is finished

They disappear in the dust…