
Angel's Tears
The mysteries of nature,
The sun rays searching spied
The drops of dew so crystal clear
Like diamonds glorified.
An angel must have cried last night,
Tears falling from the sky
Must have seeped down through the stars
In heaven, way up high.
Do angels cry the drops of dew
That grace the early morn,
Then scamper off to disappear
When dawn's first light is born?
Perhaps that dawn, while creeping forth
Upon the secrets bold...
Could tell us if those silver drops
Were touched by wands of gold.
~Mikie Davis~

The Gift Of An Angel By Your Side
May you always have an angel by your side.
Watching out for you in all the things you do.
Reminding you to keep believing in the brighter days.
Finding ways for your wishes and dreams to come true.
Giving you hope that is as certain as the sun.
Giving you the strength of serenity as your guide.
May you always have love and comfort and courage.
May you always have an angel by your side.
Someone there to catch you if you fall.
Encouraging your dreams
Inspiring your happiness.
Holding your hand and helping you through it all.
In all of our days, our lives are always changing.
Tears come along as well as smiles.
Along the roads you travel, may the miles
be a thousand times more lovely than lonely
May they give you the kind of gifts that never, ever end:
Someone wonderful to love
and a dear friend in whom you can confide.
May you have rainbows after every storm.
May you have hopes to keep you safe and warm.
And may you always have an angel by your side.
~Emilia Larson~

Somebody's Angel
Some say that angels come from God,
Borne here on wings snow white,
To touch some human being's life
While on their heavenly flight.
That may be true, for so it seems
To happen, now and then.
Some heavenly being reaches down
To touch the hearts of men.
But there's another kind of gift
That comes from God to men.
It happens when a human heart
Is filled with love again.
And this can happen any time,
On any given day,
If human hearts will hear Love's call
And let Love have its way.
But human hearts are often shy,
And fear what men would say.
They also fail to see how Love
Could use them in this way.
And so they miss the chance to be
Somebody's Angel when
A caring word, a thoughtful deed
Would've brought Love back again.
So listen, friend, and heed Love's call
To help someone in need.
Somebody's Angel, on this day,
Just may be you or me.
~Charles David Heineke~
(1989)

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