
Angels hide in my garden
Saying a prayer for me
They are not there for the onlooker
They are only there to be
A comfort for the tender
A reminder of the quiet prayers
So when we forget to spend the time
A sweet symbol of moments shared.
© CMM 2020
Creative Writings by published poet Christine McNeill-Matteson
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Angels hide in my garden
Saying a prayer for me
They are not there for the onlooker
They are only there to be
A comfort for the tender
A reminder of the quiet prayers
So when we forget to spend the time
A sweet symbol of moments shared.
© CMM 2020