[Child of God]: 416.Poetry.Mine Came

It comes in different forms
Sometimes you can never tell
It may be bigger than a mountain
Or smaller than a sea shell.

It could come from nowhere
Or from something you've always had
It could comes as a pet
An elder or a lad.

Mine came as my best friend
Though she does not believe
She was watching over me
To ensure before my time I wouldn't leave.

She is not perfect
Yet she showed an uncommon type of love
The love of true friendship
Sent only from heaven above.

She doesn't believe in God
In Jesus or the Bible
But I believe heaven sent her
I know she was my guardian angel.