The Angels Know (for Slekky)
By Kym
For all the things you do You are ridiculed For all your patience You are damned For all your trials You are tried some more For all your generosity You are used It gives me so much sorrow Your struggles, your pain His victory, his gain The justice undone But not in the end But the angels know The angels know whose heart holds the love Whose kisses shower them with care Whose hard work pays the bills Whose stories make them laugh Whose toils make their lives possible I see your sadness The despair in your eyes Don't let him break you Think of the angels above Think of the angels upstairs in bed I love you...And if the angels don't know, someday I will tell them... Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 03 2002 11:58 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"For all the things you do..."