I have three guardian angels,
that I turn to when I'm sad.
At times when I am troubled,
when life turns from good to bad.
I watch them as they're sleeping,
so peaceful in their repose.
Skin as soft as a feather dove,
their cheeks blushed like a rose.
They calm me when I'm fearful,
lift me up when I am down,
not angels that come from heaven above,
they are firmly on the ground.
They are beautiful Earth angels,
a gift from god above,
they give their hearts so freely,
they're angels that I love.
They'll pick flowers in a meadow,
to cheer someone who's blue,
they have great faith in others,
your spirit they'll renew.
I know that angels sit in a cloud above,
and all of them are fine,
but my very own guardian angels,
are the greatest of all time!
Unselfish giving angels,
they are daughters like no other,
I'm thankful each and everyday,
to call myself their mother.
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