Russell G. Robison

MY ANGELS

Get humbled every day it seems
By folks along the way
Who help me with a sudden smile
Or something they will say

Now I believe in angels
And I know that they’re around
For whenever I am weak
It seems that me they do surround

Presumptuous thoughts I grant you
But indeed I feel their touch
Those days when I need lifting
They come close and do so much

Can’t tell you why I’m certain
Yet when they are near I know
Reminding I am not alone
No matter where I go