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Guardian Angel

When someone
who was too 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

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