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  Poem Title: Guardian Angels

As evening draws her cloak of grey
Across the golden sky,
And tired eyes are closing
To a gentle lullaby.
May angels all surround you
And guard you through the night,
To bring you peaceful sleep,
Until the early morning light.

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©2005 Marian

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24.11.2006 kl.22:40

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