A dragonfly gliding

along a sunbeam

stops to hover in the

soft light; then wanders

away to glorious heights.

Beautiful and blessed

they watch over us while

the Angels rest; filling a

lonely moment in time for

us before they vanish;

bringing us hope and

diminish our anguish.

They are with us when the

winds of life beat us down,

they are with us if the skies

are cloudy or fair, and they

float among us bringing

peace and loving care.

Mingling their memories of

Heaven with our own, wiping

every tear shed, keeping us

safe while through the rough

seas of life we roam.

Farewell I bid them, please

come again, leave us with

the music of the Angels in our

hearts, and leave with a promise

that in life or death from our

loved one who have gone on

before we are never truly;

never far apart.





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10 thoughts on “Caretakers…

  1. I am listening to Alan Jackson/Alison Krass “and the Angels cried”
    your thoughts seem to echo the angels whispers tonight for me…..
    Beautiful Ann…
    Take Care…You Matter…


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    • You wrote…”Take your hands to your loved ones-look at them and keep them hard these hands you would follow, hire and lead. You are going to get the feel of the heat from them and feel a heartfelt joy. They are going to wipe off you and they are going to hold you-they are not created”. Thank you for your comment. Ann


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