Hour 18 – My Angel

My Angel

 

An angel watches over me,

Inherited from my family. 

 

My Grandmother almost went to space,

On the Challenger she was 2nd place.

 

My ancestors called the Donner party friend,

But split for Texas in the end.

 

My angel pulled me off a street,

Before a truck could have me beat. 

 

The angel protects me every day,

And is just one reason why I still pray.

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