"I saw an angel and she wasn't doing very well. Her body was bruised and battered; her wings were ripped and torn. I saw she could barely walk; She was tired and her hope was worn. So I walked over and asked her, "Angel, how can this be?
"She tried to smile and gathered her thoughts then said to me, "I'm your guardian angel, quite a task as you can see. You've lived a very wild life with that you must agree. You've broken laws and broken hearts and what you see, you've done to me. These bruises are from shielding you, I do the best even still. The drugs you've used so dangerously, I've often paid the bill. My wings, you see are ripped and torn, a noble badge I bear. So many times they've shielded you from harms you were unaware. Each mark bears a story of pain and dangers I've destroyed. You've made me wish more then once that I was unemployed. If only you would stop your pain and suffering that comes from being alone. I'll always be here to watch over you until my power fails. I can't say when that will be because I'm getting old and frail.