I'm smaller than your thumb; I live in people's pockets That's where I have my fun. I don't suppose you've seen me, I'm too tiny to detect; Though I'm with you all the time, I doubt we've ever met. Before I was an Angel I was a fairy in a flower; God, Himself, hand-picked me, And gave me Angel power Now God has many Angels That He trains in Angel pools; We become His eyes, and ears, and hands We become His special tools. And because God is so busy, With way too much to do; He said that my assignment Is to keep close watch on you. When He tucked me in your Pocket He blessed you with Angel care; Then told me to never leave you, And I vowed always to be there.
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