Monday, December 17, 2012

TINY ANGELS

They're the tiny little dew drops
The light's reflecting off
Making shiny perfect diamonds
On the leaves they rest upon

They're the cascading waters
Emitting rainbow hues
Everything that's beautiful
The Children that we lose

~~~*Chorus*~~~
There's no pain that digs deeper than loss
You've never doubted the Good Lord before
The smiles, the laughter, that little hand in yours
Nothing makes sense anymore
You stand there by the grave
Cry at the stone
But your Tiny Little Angel
Your Tiny Angel's flown
~~*~~

They're the perfect little pine cones
That hug the limbs of trees
Every golden headdress
That tops a stalk of wheat

They're the stars burning their way through
The darkness of the night
They are nature's greatest gifts
Presented in our lives

~~~*Chorus*~~~
There's no pain that digs deeper than loss
You've never doubted the Good Lord before
The Smiles, the laughter, that little hand in yours
Nothing makes sense anymore
You stand there by the grave
Cry at the stone
But your Tiny Little Angel
Your Tiny Angel's flown
~~*~~

I pray
When you glimpse perfection
It gently helps your hearts to mend
Until those * Tiny Angels*
Are in your arms again
~~*~~




Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright © 2012  
For the Families....
Newtown, Connecticut,
and for everyone who
has to wait to see their
Tiny Angels once again...

2 comments:

  1. Oh my goodness Teresa I have tears in my eyes. Prayers for all those parents, family and friends.

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