by Brenda Cleghorn
Angel on Earth
Why am I here?
What shall I do?
These are the questions
That I asked of you
You told me a story
While we lay on the floor
The purpose of my life
I wanted to learn more
Sent from heaven
I was told
With the eyes of a Saint
And a heart of pure gold
As mom patiently explained
The duties to me
I knew I could help
And set a heart free
What is my job?
To draw a child near
To help heal a heart
And dry eyes full of tears
My love has no conditions
Its a love without end
And I say its a privilege
To call you my friend
I have soft fur for hugging
And kisses galore
For my wonderful friends
When we greet at the door
My ears are for secrets
That stay buried inside
For your trust is important
That I carry with pride
Put your hand in my paw
As we venture along
Down this thing we call life
As we both learn to be strong
Even when Im not there
And it seems were apart
My dear little child
Youre kept deep in my heart
Now my life has new meaning
With children to love
With a gift that was first given
From someone above
Mom said I was special
Im beginning to learn
What it means to be
An Angel on earth