Guardian Angels Poem by charlotte harris

You take one great step
And you're there,
Surrounded by the people
The ones that care.
You stop and look high,
As the sky starts to cry,
You don't see them watch you,
They're guardian angels,
Many, yet few,
You call them fate but I know.
They changed your life,
They switched it around,
They gave you him,
And your happiness.
They made you smile,
And for a while,
I thought it was fate too.
But it wasn't.