Our Little Helpers

What beauties lie in the bright sky
That very few eyes can see
But just beyond are the angels
They watch over you and me

How could anyone be lonesome
Or feel that no one cares
When the very air around us
Is filled with angels everywhere

They know our every action
And thoughts we try to hide
For Jesus taught them what to do
Each one’s a Special Guide

So, if you catch me staring
Away out into space
I’m only watching the Angels
That come to light my face.

Adele Gerard Tinning
November 23, 1962