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...