There was someone in my life that I dearly miss and lost through the act of an unkind word and an unkind deed. He was my mentor and friend and I think of him every day. He told me he got through the Vietnam war years by believing and having a guardian angel.
If there is one wish left in this heart of mine.
I wish our guardian angels could've danced together.
Just one dance, a slow one, together.
Our angels would've danced all night in each others arms. My angel would've gazed in your guardian angels piercing blue eyes, and would've fallen in love, as I did with you.
The other guardian angel's all gathered around and looking down from the Heavens would've been jealous of our steps, firm and nimble in unison and perfection.
And for one fleeting moment, we would've been together and it wouldn't have mattered if we belonged to anyone else.
Your guardian angels steps would've been gentle like you, you float with the air of confidence and pride.
My guardian angel would've been proud to be in your guardian angels arms and I think she would've hung on forever and never have let him go!