"When Angels Cry!"

                  When someone who was to young too die
                     Is taken away without a reason why
                        The angels sing, the angels cry
                     The tears that fall are not tears at all
                       But memories that will never die
                       When angels cry there is no pain
                      Just a never-ending constant rain
                         Suffering, there is no more
                          Just glory and safety to all

                              When angels cry
                           The whole world knows
                         They gather the tears up like
                          delicate petals from a rose
                  The scent from each one destroys all fears

                              When angels cry
                          People try to understand
                       How someone too young could
                   be placed under the great Creator's hand
               The answer to this question may never be known

                        When angels cry crystal tears
                       We glance up and have no fears
                  For that person who was too young to die
                             Is now also an angel
                       Singing their songs of mourning
                      and crying their tears of memory
                                Up in the sky

                                Author, Witchery