I have had many caretakers and this poem is a tribute to all of them.
Are fairies angels after all?
It’s hard to tell, they are so small
Tiny wings do brush my ear
With touch of kindness, hope, and cheer
Whispered words do speak of care
I’m fully open, keen, aware
Those twinkling lights and voices bright
Promise that I’ll be all right
With fairy angels by my side
I know with faith I shall abide.
Virginia L. Wylie