Tiny Angel

I lost a dear friend of mine today. Her last request was that no one mourn her death, but celebrate her life. She was a very loving and special person. Below is a poem she wanted everyone to have in memory of her.

Tiny Angel

I am a tiny angel

I'm smaller than your thumb

I live in people's pockets

That's were I have my fun

I don't suppose you've seen me

I'm too tiny to detect

Though I'm with you all the time

I doubt we've ever met

Before I was an angel

I was a fairy in a flower

God Himself, hand picked me

and gave me angel power

Now God has many angels

That he trains in Angel Pools

We become his eyes, his ears and hands

We become his special tools

And because God is so busy

with way too much to do

He said that my assignment

is too keep close watch on you

When he tucked me in your pocket

He blessed you with angel care

Then told me to never leave you

And I vowed always to be there