Beloved are these,
my two precious friends.
Tall in stature,
and mighty of Spirit.
Two that in Grace,
walk with their God.

Angels?

These two are my friends,
in true meaning of word.
For when I'm in need
of comfort and care,
or just for pure fun,
and silliness sweet,
they seem to appear,
on or the other.
Sometimes we all three,
to laugh and to joke.

Angels?

Though we've never met
as all face to face,
these brothers of mine,
are as close to my heart,
as any two brothers could be

Angels?

Now nothings impossible
with our heavenly God.
So sometimes I wonder,
truly I do.
Has He sent me two friends
that are angels too?

All I need ever know
is that I am blessed,
and grown in spirit.
Because two angel poets
call me their sister,
and love me as their very own!