Jun 29, 2005 17:16
You say you are pale, for I think it is pure
I am often confused, yet you make me sure
You are an angel to help me get through
So I do thank god the most for you
As you guide me through until the end
I see you show your shining colors beyond a true friend
I keep saying your will is strong
You keep enduring, never showing any wrong
You always have seemed just to know
How to get through things and then to let go
So when I do have my final rest
I will kindly tell god what I liked best
My guardian angel whom I love so dear
Whom always knew of no such thing as fear
Her flame so bright shining with love
Yet, I can tell it was from him so far above
With words not made for the eloquence of one
He did everything, even prepare me for my time to come
So as to love and then live, or to live and then love
Always remember to look for your angel high above.
Dedicated to Adam