Angel
Oh how hard I prayed
Every night and every day
For God to send someone
Or something I could love
He sent you my Angel
You were always independent
You really never liked to be held
But when the tears started to fall
In my lap you would crawl
And there you would stay
Until the tears went away
Then you were on your way
Though you were sick and dying
You greeted each and every one
Right up until the day you departed
In my heart you will always remain
My Angel
Jan Cannon
Copyright © Jan Cannon | Year Posted 2013
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