Angels are always watching,
In quiet folds of light,
They guard the moments fragile
That tremble in the night.
They whisper through the stillness,
They steady every fear,
And when the world grows shadowed,
They gather, drawing near.
Unseen, yet ever-present,
Like stars that never fade—
Angels are always watching,
In love that won’t betray.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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