When angels weep
A single tear
slips down the cheek
The feathered wing
hangs limp
The heart is full
of sad despair
The soul
just wants to free
The never ending
pain it feels.
So where on high
do angels fly
To find the peace
they seek?
To balm the soul
and mend the heart
Of one so young
and sweet?
Oh angels fly
once in the sky
To bring the sad
relief
The angel there
on shoulder lay
A teardrop
slowly sink.
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