In the quiet of the night, they softly descend,
Angels with wings that shimmer and bend,
Guiding the lost with whispers so sweet,
Carrying hope on their gentle feet.

With eyes like stars that pierce the dark,
They mend the broken, ignite a spark,
In their embrace, fears fade away,
Turning shadows into day.

Through storms they soar, ever so bright,
Guardians of souls, keepers of light,
In their presence, peace finds its home,
In their warmth, no one is alone.

Eternal beings, with hearts of gold,
Their stories of love, forever told,
In dreams they dwell, in hearts they sing,
Angels of heaven, on grace they cling.