Will there be an angel above to watch over me
As I pursue my continually active path
Will my angel be pleased with what in me they see?
Will my enemies ever see my guardian’s wrath?
My angel knows me well but I can only dream
As to how my heavenly partner would appear
Do I fit in with the almighty’s well planned scheme?
Or do both God and angel think me very queer
Ultimately I am left with a freedom of will
Making the best of each branch of life’s tree
Just try my hardest my dreams to fulfil
As I launch myself onto an earthly Grand Prix
Hold on in my mind to what I think is the theme
Now ride the waves and heaven help me steer
If I’m wrong let the angel send a warning beam
And check the reins for a path more austere
Demeanour be approved as I ride adventure’s sea
Protect me with your sword held high in goodwill
Your armour glinting as I run before you free
Send me your warnings via a plucked wing quill
Angel tresses of gold reflect in sunlight gleam
Mighty wings wafting my spirit with good cheer
Pray for my safety and find it in my celestial team
With perseverance push and hope the way is clear
Fight for success ‘til the end of the mission see
Gather interest now from my training hours drill
God give me strength I ask on bended knee
Push on doggedly my focus kept on icy chill
The Archangel
rides on inside my poor soul’s sphere
And has my back as I feel each tender muscle scream
Then at last the end is in sight and to the finish veer
To complete our work that so many think extreme
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