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I am a tiny
angel 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 that we have 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 to much to do. He said that my
assignment, Is to keep close watch on you.
When He
placed me in your pocket, You were blessed with Angel care. And I
was told to never leave you, And I vowed to always be
there.

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