Where is the warm and phenomenal sunshine?
The weather has been blowing up a huge amount of dark cloud
Where is the glorious, amazing Angel of mine?
It is raining, thundering quite hard and violently loud
I know that my Angel, he never ever leaves me
I am sure he is protecting me from any evil or any harm
I need his warmth because I am cold to my bone
My mind is a constant state of pain, has been triggered an alarm
Somewhere hidden inside a white fluffy cloud
Glowing glorious bright light that is my Angel
I totally believe in Holy Angels I will say this proudly
In my belief in the future Angels, when I hear the Holy bells
Every time rains, the drops are tears falling from my Angel’s eyes
Sprinkling with magical drops to the dry and dusty ground
Believe in the existence of Angels and all you have to do is try
Soft Angel’s white feathers are phenomenal, just listen for the angelic sound
The Angels with their guidance, love and care
They are invisible to the mere, naked human eye
They will always pull you out of your sadness and despair
I am hopefully someday in Heaven. I will be able to see you, and I will cry
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Author:
4wheels (Pseudonym) (
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