In the hush of dawn, their wings unfold,
Ethereal whispers, secrets untold.
Guardians of light in realms above,
Angels of mercy, messengers of love.
Through twilight’s veil, they softly tread,
Watching over as dreams are fed.
Silent sentinels in the night,
Guiding souls with gentle light.
In moments of despair, they draw near,
Offering solace, quelling fear.
Invisible hands that lift the heart,
Reminding us, we’re never apart.
When shadows loom and hope seems lost,
Their presence warms like morning frost.
In every breath, in every sigh,
Angels whisper, “We are nigh.”