It may appear no one was listening
To your cries for help along the way
But there are those who are watching
With each passing day.

Ever present, Beyond wonder
Thier presence Never fades.
Between the rumbling of the thunder
Between the drops of rain.

They are in your tears of joy
Reaching the depths of your soul
Out of the light they appear
Finding ways to make you whole.

Between the cries of sadness
Closer than your breath
in every Thought of kindness
beyond depth or breadth.

They occupy a space
Just outside our own
There they gather grace
And we are not alone.

Lift up your heart and hope
Find inspiration in things you do
It is the muse of the Angels
That gives this gift to you.

By Robert

Robert  :) for sharing your very beautiful pic and poem!

hello Robert...you do have a way with words..thank you..Larry

Thank you so much Donna for visiting and
The beautiful rose and butterfly.

Thank you Larry for the kind words.
It is good to see you.