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Array ( [sid] => 82070 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Guardian Angel [time] => 2005-01-30 00:24:36 [hometext] => This poem tells about a transformation made when God touched me through Drug Addiction [bodytext] => My Guardian Angel
By: Barbara C. Floyd

I lay on my bed one day, awaiting an ambulance you see!
I had a vision of an angel who’d been watching over me.

She was very tired and gasping for her breath
She was bruised and battered from shielding me from death.
I hadn’t known I had one, but this vision was quite plain,
She’d taken many blows for me, trying to keep me sane.
I began to feel so bad, about all I’d put her through,
I had an apology to make and some changing I must do.
For all these years, she was there, taking the blows for me,
Yet, I didn’t even care; I was busy destroying myself,
And whoever else was there.
I had taken her Holy body thru many a rough terrain,
Dragging her beauty down and driving her insane.
I took her golden halo and wrapped it around my arm,
Using it as a tunicate to do my body harm.
I used her lovely wings, to slap her in the face,
Every time I tried & failed to run this crazy race.
The drugs I used had damaged her heart, so that mine could beat.
Yet again, I would self destruct; A battle that on my own,
I could not defeat.
Her arms must look like pin cushions, with holes all around.
How did she keep going, when I continuously pulled her down?
I’ve damaged her lungs, as poison filled the air,
Just one more batch is all, then I’ll quit, I swear!!
I damaged her eyes with impurity,
As she watched each step I took.
Her feet must be tired and in fear she’s often shook.
All around me in latter years, my “friends” began to die.
The drugs were finally winning as we said our last good byes.
But now it was me, laying here near death,
Begging for some help to get another breath.
That day changed my life forever, I hope.
I no longer turn to drugs just to help me cope.
It truly broke my heart to see her broken and torn;
Seeing all her battle scars, from shielding me from harm.
Seeing her look so old and frail,
All because of me, just because I’d lived my life so selfishly.

I awoke from that vision and plead for God’s mercy and grace.
I fell upon my knees , and then upon my face.
His loving arms surrounded me, and pulled me to my feet.
He said” My child, look around you; THIS YOU WILL DEFEAT.
I will get the glory, for all whom you bring in.
You can help so many to turn their back on sin.
I will be your leader and you’ll walk in armored steel.
Letting go of your old life and laying down your own self will.
I am your loving father and I want what’s best for you.
Quit trying to do this on your own, I am here for you”
My eyes quickly filled with tears and my heart began to ache,
As His arms stretched forth, His hand I began to take.
It’s been quite a while now, but I saw this angel again.
She seems a bit more rested and less heavy from my sin.
Her beauty is restored and her wings are just like new.
Her halo is in place and she’s much happier too!
I know,
Because I saw her smile,
As I took the hand of Jesus
And walked with Him a while.



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My Guardian Angel

Contributed by barbarafloyd on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 12:24:36 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems



My Guardian Angel
By: Barbara C. Floyd

I lay on my bed one day, awaiting an ambulance you see!
I had a vision of an angel who’d been watching over me.

She was very tired and gasping for her breath
She was bruised and battered from shielding me from death.
I hadn’t known I had one, but this vision was quite plain,
She’d taken many blows for me, trying to keep me sane.
I began to feel so bad, about all I’d put her through,
I had an apology to make and some changing I must do.
For all these years, she was there, taking the blows for me,
Yet, I didn’t even care; I was busy destroying myself,
And whoever else was there.
I had taken her Holy body thru many a rough terrain,
Dragging her beauty down and driving her insane.
I took her golden halo and wrapped it around my arm,
Using it as a tunicate to do my body harm.
I used her lovely wings, to slap her in the face,
Every time I tried & failed to run this crazy race.
The drugs I used had damaged her heart, so that mine could beat.
Yet again, I would self destruct; A battle that on my own,
I could not defeat.
Her arms must look like pin cushions, with holes all around.
How did she keep going, when I continuously pulled her down?
I’ve damaged her lungs, as poison filled the air,
Just one more batch is all, then I’ll quit, I swear!!
I damaged her eyes with impurity,
As she watched each step I took.
Her feet must be tired and in fear she’s often shook.
All around me in latter years, my “friends” began to die.
The drugs were finally winning as we said our last good byes.
But now it was me, laying here near death,
Begging for some help to get another breath.
That day changed my life forever, I hope.
I no longer turn to drugs just to help me cope.
It truly broke my heart to see her broken and torn;
Seeing all her battle scars, from shielding me from harm.
Seeing her look so old and frail,
All because of me, just because I’d lived my life so selfishly.

I awoke from that vision and plead for God’s mercy and grace.
I fell upon my knees , and then upon my face.
His loving arms surrounded me, and pulled me to my feet.
He said” My child, look around you; THIS YOU WILL DEFEAT.
I will get the glory, for all whom you bring in.
You can help so many to turn their back on sin.
I will be your leader and you’ll walk in armored steel.
Letting go of your old life and laying down your own self will.
I am your loving father and I want what’s best for you.
Quit trying to do this on your own, I am here for you”
My eyes quickly filled with tears and my heart began to ache,
As His arms stretched forth, His hand I began to take.
It’s been quite a while now, but I saw this angel again.
She seems a bit more rested and less heavy from my sin.
Her beauty is restored and her wings are just like new.
Her halo is in place and she’s much happier too!
I know,
Because I saw her smile,
As I took the hand of Jesus
And walked with Him a while.







Copyright © barbarafloyd ... [ 2005-01-30 00:24:36]
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Re: My Guardian Angel (User Rating: 1 )
by Xnoybis on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 01:59:35 AM AEST
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I like it. A dark subject turned to Light. I know this can be a difficult thing to overcome. I hope your heart rings as true as your words for your sake, and your guardian angel's. Thanks for sharing, I know it must have been difficult. I hope it helped in some way.


Re: My Guardian Angel (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 12:26:35 PM AEST
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MY GOD That is Beautiful.
I can say no more.
Bless you for sharing.


Whisper


Re: My Guardian Angel (User Rating: 1 )
by barbarafloyd on Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 10:19:50 PM AEST
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Thanks for your comments on this poem, it means alot to me to get such feed back on it.
and yes, my heart is as true as my words. I have had enough of that life and am totally greatful to God, because with Him, I know I could not have quit as easily. And only thru Him, can I remain quit and with peace.

God bless you all,
barbara




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