Poem by Joanna Svensson
MY GUARDIAN ANGEL IN MY HAMMOCK
I saw my Guardian angel
An early morning in June
Sleeping in my hammock
Between the cherry trees
His wings were resting
On a cloud – danced by elfs
Just above the meadow
In the morning
I have seen it
Quite a few days now
Flying around and inspecting
That all the little birds
Breed and develope well
And that all the flowers
Get colored magically
All that lives and dwells
In my summers garden
Love the angels’ beautiful inside
It’s thanks to him it’s multiplying
That all seasons – are enchanted still
When evening falls
And night is sweeping, tucking in
With its calm
All living creations
Then he puts himself to rest
Here, right here in my hammock.
Stringed up between the cherry trees
Just waiting til the next day
To do it all over again
With his loving spirit
He touches all living – all around
I see him often
In my garden
Singing lives’ and fulfilments song
Everything he touches – comes to life!
©® Joanna Svensson
These are awesome words and narration of this poem my dear sister. I like how they flow and the impact of the message. They are very inspiring and uplifting regarding your guardian angel in your hammock. Your descriptive excellence resonates with wonderful images. I wrote a poem several months ago about my guardian angel. She was always coming to my rescue when I get into a tight spot fighting against opposition forces. Have an awesome day and blessings always!