Guardian Angels

I have come to the conclusion, they are my *Guardian Angels* in disguise.

(only because Angels don't look familiar to me) smile.

Through my bird's death, I felt

*pain*, with pain, I became

*humble*. Seeing my babies heart beating in the egg, I recognized

*responsibility* with the sense of

*creating* a live baby. With the

*desire* of wanting to incubate an egg, came

*dependence* on my higher being. Through

*restlesss* nights with a sick baby, came a

*spirit of God*, ... a

*found deliverance* with the

*healing* of the baby.

*celebration of life

My Guardian Angels have brought forth in me:

Pain

Humble

Responsible

Creating

Desire

Restless

Found deliverance

Healing

Celebration of Life

My wings of joy (birds) are the Spirits of my God, directing and inciting me

in the development of my *being* (human) with an episodic passion for this

earth and the creatures of God.

Author, Cherane Pefley