I have been thinking a while to create my image ~to a poem I got some years ago. So this time NOT my poetry, but the credits go to probably a mrs Virgina Adams who wrote this in 1999.~~~~ 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 we've ever met.~~~ Before I was an Angel I was a fairy in a flower. God, Himself, hand-picked me And gave me Angel power~~~ 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 too much to do; He said that my assignment Is to keep close watch on you.~~~ When He tucked me in your pocket He blessed you with Angel care; Then told me to never leave you, And I vowed to always be there.~~~ Who ever you are that wrote this poem, may this be a tribute to you.