My Angle

As I lay here,
waiting to close my eye’s
at the end of day.
I lay wondering;
Will you still be here tomorrow,
and the tomorrows that will follow?
Will you hold me as the sun sets
and love me for each sun rise?
Has God send me
His most beautiful angle?
His price possession,
To take my hand,
to guide me…
Till the end of my time.