A tear has fallen, fast and free,
I fear my feet will not carry me.
My life is great and full of love,
Granted a wish I wished from above.
But times are hard and sometimes sad,
although I eccept the good and bad.
I feel I'm falling far behind,
no grip, no tread to catch the line.
My heart is heavy, my mind is weak,
My lips come open, I cannot speak.
I scream and scream, yet not heard,
I feel as though I have been cursed.
Damned to hell, damned to fail,
Away away, my feelings sail.
In the distance a sweet voice heard,
a voice of hope I know for sure.
Look up, look out and there they stand,
My angels smile with helping hands.
With all else lost, and gone for good,
There they stand as I knew they would.
It takes a life to find true friends,
who give you their heart, with out end.
For they are my saviors, and carry me,
When it seems all is lost they let me see.
My Angels don't have wings, only smiles like mine,
that will be there with me till the end of time.
I thank you lord, for giving me their hands,
My greatest thanks to my best friends.
Dedicated to Lance and Deedie Martin
@}-{-- Tammy R. Morris --}-{@
Copyright 2009
