Angel dear, when we sleep.... <br />All Heaven's angels and saints, <br />for you, will weep. <br /> <br />For your eyes will be closed... <br />Of your soul, God hath chosed. <br /> <br />Your saintly being... <br />God thy Father, could not help, <br />but seeing. <br /> <br />From your path, was left a wake... <br />Of goodness, no man could ever, take.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-angel-called/
