White Angel

When winter appears and im walking through the blistering storm
my feet are wet, my hands are numb, my lips are turning blue
i think of the shelther you were to me, and how your smile keeped me warm.....
Because when my soul was empty and inside i was dying and i could see no reason to live
you were there right beside me and even when you were down you had so much life to give.....
But if only you could see yourself the way that i see you
in the mist of my storm you were the tower of refuge i ran to
that no enermy could subdue.....
in the darkness of my turmoil and in the deepths of my dispear
you were the Angel who came to me and told me that you care.....
You will forever be an angel in my heart
your memorie lives deep within my soul
although my friend we were driven far apart
my love for you still burns like coal.....

BY Christopher Lousich