Sometimes angels come to us,
Not as our eyes would know;
They spend their lives here on this earth,
To help our hearts to grow.

They come in bodies not perfect,
With eyes that cannot see;
With minds as innocent children,
Yet, they bring sweet harmony.

Just as the notes of a beautiful song,
Each blended to play their part;
These angels sing their melody,
Speaking gently to our hearts.

They sing of imperfection,
Made perfect in God's love;
They sing a song of acceptance,
Of His mercy from above.

Then when their journey here is through,
Their song will never end;
For the melody the angel sings,
Is now perfect in God's hand.

Allison Chambers Coxsey
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