Beautiful Gardens
Thoughtful Nook
The Gardeners Glove
Angel To Watch Over Me


High over head above the clouds that I see,
is an angel that watches over me.

Patient and quiet as to not make a sound,
peace and solitude ever abound.

Lifts me up on days I am low,
spreads their wings through the years that I grow.

Never do I fret or think I am alone,
as long as I know angels do roam.

Look around and you too will see,
an angel just waiting to watch over thee.

Like a beautiful eagle soaring so free,
by the grace of God was an angel sent just for me.
Garden Poetry
Angels Among Us
Written by: C.Dianne Lieber
© 2000-2008
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Grace of God
Giving Grace
Gift of Faith
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