He looked like an angel as he lay there sound asleep
The voices I heard must have been in my dreams, I thought
 I whispered as he lay there, "who are you talking to?"
Shhhhhhhh, he whispered, his eyes still closed in a deep sleep
"Angels", he whispered, a little smile crossed his sleeping face
"Angels are with me now"
I stood at his door looking at his innocent sleeping face
 Tears welled as I took in a deep trembling breath
"Keep them with you always, my son" I whispered,
 tears rolling down my cheeks
He smiled again, didn't move a muscle, breathing as always
 does when he is sound asleep
 My angel