The angels hover over head,
I feel their presence here.
A gentle touch upon my cheek
and kisses in the air.

With wings spread like an eagle
and softness like a dove.
I feel their love encasing me,
with magic from above.

Some days I soar with angels,
their wings appear to glow.
Their arms reach out to hold me,
I see their gold halo's.

They lift me high above the earth
and soar within the clouds.
And hold me safely in their arms,
as they fly about.

My eyes are closed in wonder,
I feel the softness of the air.
I feel the gentle flutter
of the angel wings up here.

They touch my face with sunshine,
wrap flowers in my hair.
And place a set of glowing wings
upon my shoulders bare.

Some days I soar with angels,
and listen as they sing.
A melody that fills the air,
as gentle voices ring.

I drift among the clouds,
filled with peace and love inside.
And realize the love I feel,
is a miracle of God.