I have an Angel in my Pocket,
She keeps me safe and sane,
Sometimes when life creeps upon me,
She spreads her wings and deflects the chain.
I have an Angel in my Pocket,
She keeps me alive and well,
Sometimes when I lose sight or vision,
She leads me back to the well.
I have an Angel in my Pocket,
I love her more than 'I',
Sometimes I think she is imaginary,
but I soon remember Rye.
I have an Angel in my Pocket,
She watched me from afar,
I have an Angel in my Pocket,
My guiding light and star.
I have an Angel in my Pocket,
I really do.
The End
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