My Angel, My Life

Oh, every now and again In sunshine or shower of rain My angel and I play this game To hide utterly until night came, And no matter how hard did I try Life seems to find me by and by. Often I hide behind my sorrow turning my back on tomorrow, Then wallowing my days in grief Yet life finds me in a time brief. When it was my turn to find life, I found it a much arduous strife She hides behind the rising sun luring me into having some fun. Weary of angel’s flirtatious ways childish pranks, her silly plays I just gave life a second chance how my angel sorts to enhance.