Angel
By: Marc A. Turner - Copyright ©2000
Every day starts the same,
storm clouds in the air
They wither and leave;
I know she is there
Always with me inside
to the depths of my soul
Darkness fades
as she takes full control
As we walk arm in arm,
no one can see
Daily toils and tribulations
like knots in a rope
Just knowing she’s there
allows me to cope
When the light starts to fade
at the close of each day
I hear her sweet voice
and to me she’ll say
Don’t forget me tomorrow,
I’ll be right by your side
Even though you can’t see me,
my love cannot hide
She’ll turn a cold winter’s night
to a warm springtime day
I pray to the Lord
that with me she’ll stay
I fear not when she’s with me,
free from all harm
Safe and content
with my Angel on my arm...
02/09/02