Oh! Whenever angels cry,
their teardrops freely fall
from heaven's blue cloudy skies.
The bright colors of the rainbow
fill the morning sky.
After the rainy showers.
The song birds cease their singing,
and the sounds of silence echo.
In the rush of a breezy wind storm.
Sound of silence are forlorn,
whenever angels shut their eyes.
Especially when their tear drops
fill the sky.
Whenever angels cry the heavenly chorus
folds their hands and prays.For
when angels cry children close
their eyes and softly and tenderly pray.
Wishing and waiting.And anticipating.
Will tomorrow still come?
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