An inspirational poem.
We all have a guardian angel;
someone is always near,
They help guide us with our decisions;
and help to ease our fears.
I wish I could speak with my angel;
ask if I’m doing things the right way,
Why do some of us struggle so hard,
will everything be okay?
The answer comes to me quickly;
“just keep on doing your very best,
for God only gives the hardships;
to those who are stronger than the rest.”
“He chose the strong to be poor and struggling;
the weak to be rich and carefree,
He knows the strength of your heart and soul;
All that is happening is meant to be.”
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