Was it an angel who brushed their hand across my cheek,
Was it an angel who dropped by my bedroom yesterday,
Was it an angel who’s breath I felt, when the room was silent but for my own self,
Was it an angel who’s shadow flickered across the room,
As a sense of peace fell over my soul,
A smile flittered across my face for a brief moment,
Alone, yet I knew for that moment of time, I wasn’t,
I sat on my chair, and just wondered,
Was it you, my guardian angel dropping by,
A reminder I am not alone, and that we can get through this,
We will be OK?
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