I met an angel in a dream one night,
And how he looked was such a sight.
His robes were dirty, in places torn.
Some feathers of his wings were broken and worn.
His face and arms were scared and bruised,
His expression solemn, and showed abuse.
I was shocked and saddened at this vision,
I questioned him about his mission.
Before I could ask, he spoke in a tired voice,
"I'm your guardian angel, and it's my choice."
I shed a tear, and hung my head,
"Please don't be sad." The angel said.
"For its my choice to watch over you,"
"to protect you in life, and to get you through."
"To take hits from your enemies,"
"and guard you from harm, you see."
"When you were born I was assigned to you,"
"I promised God I'd get you through."
"Please don't be sad, just trust in the Lord."
"and leave the work to me, that's what I'm here for."
Then my angel hugged me, and held me tight,
Then reassured me that all will be right.
I then awoke and said a prayer,
Thanking God for my angels care.