Messenger

MESSENGER

Sometimes the friends you cannot see are the most darling.

They whisper in your ear the things your eyes overlook,

Following in your footsteps as you stumble,

And fall through life.

They lead you back to the forgotten path

That God intended for his children.

A feathered guardian sent from above,

That lays a soft hand on your heart,

Providing you with protection from a familiar feeling

Of walking alone.

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