
Wishing a Happy Friday

Dear God
I hear the angels cry
They’re weeping tears
Are sad
Babies dead
Why
Dear God
I hear the angels cry
Ones we love
Cradle the body
Lifeless now are they
They’re weeping tears
Are sad
Babies dead
Why
Dear God
I hear the angles cry
Deborah Register©2006
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**This was from a feeling a felt while in Texas on the border, leaving and going back home to Florida … A few days later: April, 19th; was the Oklahoma City Bombing.
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