I learned about him in first grade, probably not long after my
act of "innocent defiance" (told about today at The Breadbox Letters). His prayer was the first I memorized from my little catechism. I was pleased when Sister placed, IN my book, right beside the printed prayer, a shiny gold star!
Happy feast day, guardian angel.
After all you've seen me through,
it is you
who deserves the star.
Angel of God my guardian dear,
to whom God's love
commits me here.
Ever this day be at my side
to light, to guard,
to rule, to guide. Amen.
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