Angel Wings

I wrote this for a friend who lost a dear one. As I reflected upon the words, it described how I've often felt about the child I miscarried. I went so far as to add it to my miscarriage ebook site, I Never Held You. I hope it brings comfort to someone. It will be a song.

At the ending of the day when I'm weary after a waterfall of tears have all been cried- and I'm feeling like the skies will always be dreary- nothing's there to fill the emptiness inside.

I lay my head upon my favorite pillow just close my eyes to block all the sorrow- wonderin' where I'll ever find the strength inside- to do it all again- tomorrow.

And then I feel it- inside me. I feel it- around me. Like a gentle hand just wiped away the tears- and held me close to wash away my fears.

It's you, my angel, watching over me. And I know no matter what tomorrow brings, You'll be here to wrap me in your angel wings- your lovin' angel wings.

The sun comes up, it's time to face the day and I think that things are going to be all right- But as the day wears on my nerves begin to fray- I feel the hollowness that creeps in every night.

And like clockwork all the tears begin to fall As I look at my reflection in the glass- the eyes looking back at me make me feel small- and I ask, my God, how long's this going to last?

And then I feel it- inside me. I feel it- around me. Like a gentle hand just wiped away the tears- and held me close to wash away my fears.

It's you, my angel, watching over me. And I know no matter what tomorrow brings, You'll be here to wrap me in your angel wings- your lovin' angel wings. (Thank God for your angel wings) — Ellen M. DuBois