Everytime we think we can take it no more,
Find ourselves in right in the middle of a sea
Struggling and longing for a view of the shore
Heaven sends angels, our own little angels for you and me
These little angels dont have halo’s above,
But they fill the surrounding with an aura of love..
They dont sport wings, no orbs, no flames,
Like you and me they have regular names.
Still in the sea, you reach out for there hand,
They give us a smile and show ahead the land.
Still smiling over you they then boost you to go,
Suddenly you find courage and you could wonder how.
Someones watching over you and it feels good to know,
And thats why going ahead to the shores seems so easy now.
You reach the shore and start gathering your breath,
Thank the heavens, for you just evaded your death.
You look for the angel who was there all along,
Looking as far as you eyes would allow
But wouldnt find that little angel who stayed till now.
The angels gone back where angels belong.
To another drowning man, to save another soul,
To everyone who’s lost hope an everytime in a new role.
We meet these angels and sometimes become friend,
They would touch our souls and touch our hearts.
These angels sometimes dont stay till the end,
But till they leave they have become our own parts.
They show us the way in their small little stay,
These heaven sent angels.. which heavens taketh away..
Courtesy: Philip Thomas
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