THE GUARDIAN

As I wander through each day

its ups and downs and fears

There is someone who never strays

who stays close throughout the years.

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I’m sure I’ve given heartaches

and many shakes of the head as well

The chances that I always take

the times I stumbled and fell.

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Yet  my companion stays near me

all day and long night too

This face that I have never seen

the heart steadfast and true.

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At times I feel the presence

of unseen arms that hold

The gentle touch that I sense

a whisper to my soul.

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A love that will not ever end

devotion strong and true

I cannot really call them friend

yet there is a title to use.

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An angel watches over me

so close and yet so far

Guardian I’ve never seen

to thank you, how do I start?

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My guardian angel watches

and keeps an eye on me

Sent by my Heavenly Father

to tend when I’m in need.

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Thank you heavenly companion

for all the things you do

The years of your devotion

for love that remains so true.

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To know that you are always near

the battles you must have fought

Your protection year after year

the love of God within your heart.

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Though I have never seen you

please know within my heart

My love is also true for you

I know we shall never part.

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One day I shall see you

I know not how or when

My time here will be through

at last to meet you at its end.

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Until then guardian angel

I know you’re close at hand

Watching over me so well

at my side you always stand.

~m spohn

 

nessie in the moonlight

The silence of the loch

stretches nerves to the brink!

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Will she emerge once more

this mystery of the deep?

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Suddenly the silence

is broken with a splash!

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Long neck, doe eye

now lost within the mist.

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Once again Nessie

has eluded the humans.

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Silly things –

They forgot the flash!

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Can you hear

that sound in the distance?

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Sounds like…

Nessie’s laugh.

~m spohn

unicorn in the mist

Through the swirling mist

a shape begins to form

And then before your very eyes

the might Unicorn emerges

In sunlight he stands there

looking over the dwelling place.

A soft neigh can be heard

as he seeks those of his kind.

With heavy sad silence

and a lowering of his proud head

The swirling mists surround him again

the meeting now at an end.

~m spohn

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