Hilary Milner via facebook

Guardian Angel.

You would sing to me at night
Your lilting Welsh lullabies
Wondrous strange new words
That I would see in my mind’s eyes

Comforting me when I would fall
Saying just the right words to calm
Your jumper-clad arms enfolding me
Soft, strong, gentle and warm

I often think of you now
Although you are not very near
I know I cannot be with you yet
But the sound of your voice is clear