The voices of angels

Sometimes the voices of angels,
Call to us in many strange ways,
When they're least expected,
They call out to simply brighten our days.

Such was the call of a special angel,
Near Christmas many years ago.
It took us a while to find where she was,
But we did and little did we know,

How the love of this tiny angel,
Would bring us so much joy,
Simply by being just who she was,
With so much fun for us to enjoy.

One minute were antics to make us laugh,
Then hours by our side,
Sharing her love in her own special way,
Warming us always down deep inside..

It never took much to please her,
A piece of donut a chip or fry,
An occasional shrimp for her to steal off your shoulder,
A loving glance passed eye to eye.

For twenty years we shared her love,
For twenty years she shared our home,
Happy were they every one of them,
Then God called her for His own.

Still though He allows His angel,
To live always within our hearts,
He allows her still to call to us,
So in truth we're never apart.

So listen closely wherever you are,
For an angel to call to you,
Ready to give you a lifetime of unending love,
To be shared your whole life through.

Copyright © ron hyatt 2011
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