For an angel I’m waiting,
To carry me on his wings.
I know he’ll be coming,
As I know the sparrow sings.
Today my angel I didn’t see,
But I saw a stranger passing by.
To any I should smile with glee,
For any could be the angel of a child.
Sun setting in the distance,
Of my angel I remembered.
Kindness I felt in an instant,
Thinking I heard wings fluttered.
I hope my angel comes for me,
To gently carry me home.
Because I want to fly from here,
But I don’t want to fly alone.
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