My Mom

I'm making this page for my mother.

For whom my whole family will miss very much. We love you very much mom.

ANGEL OF MY PRAYER

"Dear God above
way up in Heavems high
Send me an angel
To stand by my side

One who is gentle
One who is kind
One who is witty
One so sublime

For I am in need here
In need of a friend
So send me an angel
To help my heart mend"

And there you stood
The angel of my prayer

"Oh God above
Soaring up in heavens high
You sent me an angel
Who is still by my side

My angel is caring
My angel is dear
My angel, refreshing
Ever earsing my fear

For I am now blessed
With an angelic friend
You sent me an angel
To help my heart mend"

And there you stand
The angel of my prayer

I have in my hands wo boxes
which God gave me to hold

He said, "put all your sorrows in the black,
And all you joys in the gold."

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes
Both my joys and sorrows I stored

But thought the gold became heavier each day
The black was as light as before

With curiosity, I opened the black
I wanted to find out why

And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused aloud,
"I wonder where my sorrows could be."

He smiled a gentle smile at me.
"My child, they're all here with me."

I asked, "God, why give me the boxes,
Why the gold, and the black with the hole?"

"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is for you to let go."

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