In the arms of an angel
I sleep through the
night
Held in love's embrace
My dreams are things
of beauty
My soul is at peace
Insulated from all
the cares of the world
I float through slumber's
realm
And as the sun makes
its appearance
I awake with a feeling
of serenity
And the faint sound
of ascending angel's wings
Knowing that with
the coming of night
I will once again
sleep in my angel's arms
Terri Lyn Stanfield
5/11/2001