Sunday, November 27, 2011

Angels In Waiting - Tammy Cochran

We'd camp out, on the living room floor
in our old sleeping bags, by a make believe fire,
in a tent made of covers, we'd talk for hours
my two brothers and me
keeping the faith, racing with destiny

they were angels in waiting
waiting for wings to fly from this world
away from their pain
treasuring time

til time came to leave, leaving behind
sweet memories
angels in waiting
angels in waiting for wings

we always knew, they'd never grow old
sometimes the body is weaker than the soul

in thier darkest hour
i made a promise
i will always keep
i'd give them life
i'll let them live through me

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