~~ “Every night, when I look out of my window,
~~ I see an Angel.” Preston – age 5
A poem by my grandfather “Papa”.
He had a sad childhood.
Angels
I have encountered angels
As a child I knew them well
They were there in the lonely nights
I knew their comfort
The breaking of the little children
Makes our God very angry
He sends the angels to help
Ask the little child
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