Angels Watching Over

Angels, cherubs, putti.  To me they are all the same.  I love them one and all.

Standing alone or adorning a larger piece, they always pull at my heartstrings.

My spirit renews when my gold Italian putti faces great me as I walk thru the door.

Their plump little tummies and round bottoms make me smile a mile wide.

Their poses make my heart sing.

Blush colored puckered lips and wings draw my mind to romance.
Don’t you just want to kiss her? 

Graceful, innocent and magical. I delve with them into their fantasy land. 
Fluttering, floating and flitting about.

I imagine them hovering over me in pairs, when I need them.  When I am
sleeping, or when I need some music to enhance a romantic dinner.

My cherubs, my romantic guardian angels. It makes me happy, sharing
my home with them.

Photos: a collection of cherubs throughout my house