I am a tiny angel,
I'm smaller than your thumb;
I live in people pockets,
That's where I have my fun.
I don't suppose you've seen me,
I'm too tiny to detect;
Though I'm with you all the time,
I doubt we've ever met.
Before I was an angel,
I was a fairy in a flower;
God, himself, hand-picked me,
And gave me angel power.
Now God has many angels,
That he trains in angel pools;
We become his eyes, ears, and hands.
We become his special tools.
And because God is so busy,
With way too much to do;
He said that my assignment,
Is to keep close watch on you.
When he tucked me in your pocket,
He blessed you with angel care;
Then told me to never leave you,
And I vowed always to be there.
~Ginny Ellis~
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