An Angel stood on a roof
so silent and still
watching what was going on
in the world below.
The Angel was invisible
to the naked eye
and only animals
could sense the presence there.
The angel watched
the passing of vacant lives
and could only help
when it heard someone’s cry.
The Angel, a sentinel
of our waking lives.
16 April 2008
An Angel on our shoulder my friend, it's a pity nobody seems to listen any more... Andy 10
What a lovely sweet poem David, its nice to know angels are watching over us,10 Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
they are always there to watch over and care like Andy said to bad some just don't listen and say a prayer of thanks to thier wisdom