In The Arms Of My Angel

I'm in the arms of my angel being lifted high in the sky.
my angel won't release me i'm being held really tight.
when i get to where i'm going i will be sat down very gently.
a gentle wave, a great big smile, my angel will softly say
goodbye.
being held in my angels arms i'm as happy as can be
knowing that i'm extremely safe when my angel has ahold
of me.

poem by Barbara Richard
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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