Angels On The Porch Poem by Lauren Coles

Crying kids,
Hiding under the sheets,
Some people just don't believe in dreams,
Kids wake up in a cold sweat,
Parents come in and tell them to go back to bed,
The trees are hitting the windows,
The children scream,
Parents will want to rip their hair out,
But a invisible hand is outside of your window,
It will keep your safe from harm,
You can't see angels or Jesus but he's right there in your heart,
He's near he's far away from people who don't believe in his promises,
He will be your teacher and will guide you through the darkness,
The angels on the porch will be your friends when you have none.