My Guardian Angel Poem by George Hunter

My Guardian Angel



My Guardian Angel
Of the night
Emerges from my
Fancies
Now in flight
Appearing
Only to me
As no one else
Can see.
From the canyons
Of the gloom
In the shadows
Of my room
It now,
In the light of day,
Seems far away
And kind of hazy.
May be I am
Going crazy.
But if it helps
Me through
Another night,
Or day,
Who am I
To turn
Such visions
Away?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pandian Angelina 21 April 2009

I used to see faces in the blotches on ceilings, in tile patterns, shadows etc, maybe I'm not as lucky as you to have an angel come looking for me.

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