On Reflection
 
I have a guardian angel
Who is taking care of me,
She has a little wrinkled face
And is a friendly as can be.
 
I see her in the mornings
And when I go to bed,
And if there’s no one here with me
I talk to her instead.
 
I’m always glad to see her,
She’s such good company,
And although she’s that much older
She looks a lot like me.
 
My guardian angel smiles at me
And I smile back at her,
And on reflection could it mean
- I’m HER angel, as it were?


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