In the quiet hush of twilightâs glow,
Where shadows dance and dreams softly flow,
Angels whisper secrets to the moon,
Guiding hearts with a gentle tune.
Their wings, like whispers of the breeze,
Carry hope across the endless seas,
In their light, the darkness fades away,
And dawn awakens with the promise of day.
Through the veils of time, they softly tread,
Guardians of the night, where we lay our head,
Their love, a balm for weary souls inside,
In angelic grace, we find our guide.
With every star that sparkles bright,
They weave dreams in the heart of night,
In silence, they mend our broken wings,
The eternal song of angels sing.