Morning mass was over, and I was driving back home,
Eastward, looking into the morning sunrise.
The sky was brilliant with reds and oranges covering the clouds, and how
could anyone not pause in their thoughts to give praise. I praised God for the beauty of His creation,
the love He has shown me, and for the many wonderful friends He has put into my
life.
And then I had another thought. Today is the feast day of the Guardian
Angels, celebrating the personal one assigned to each of us. But I didn’t get to think further on my mind’s
meanderings, for the song on the CD changed, and I heard Linda Ronstadt’s
beautiful voice singing these words:
There's a somebody I'm longin' to see
I hope that he, turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could, always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although he may not be the man some
Girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Someone to watch over me
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