I'll Be Your Angel
She heard his laughter long before he came
She had seen his face, she even knew his name.
This sweet little one
With the sparkling eyes
Was a child she knew well.
She looked at her son
With tears in her eyes
And said: You're my angel
I will carry you.
I will fight your battles, we will make it through.
I'll be your protector, I'll guard you in the night.
No matter what they tell me, I won't give up this fight.
As her little one grew
From infant to child
He slowly slipped away.
So softly at first
It was hard to notice
How he changed from day to day
Soon the boy
Had lost his smile
And wouldn't look her in the eye.
No matter who
She talked to,
They couldn't tell her why.
But she said:
I will be your angel, I will carry you
I will fight your battles, we will make it through.
I'll be your protector, I'll guard you in the night.
No matter what they tell me, I won't give up this fight.
Friends began
To turn away
When her child lost his voice
No one seemed
To understand
That he didn't have a choice.
Going out in public
Became a huge ordeal.
So did bath and bed time
And eating every meal.
Through the years
And all the tears
She rocked him every night
Singing in her
Quiet voice
His favorite lullaby
I'll be your angel, I will carry you
I will fight your battles, we will make it through.
I'll be your protector, I'll guard you in the night.
No matter what they tell me, I won't give up this fight.
The years pass on
And now the boy
Has grown into a man
Marching
With his momma
Helping others understand.
Until the time had come
When she faced her worse fear
Her life was at it's end.
Her angel sat beside her
Wrapped his arms around his momma
Held on tight to his best friend.
She saw him smile
She heard him say
Momma, can I help you take the pain away?
And though he did
Not make a sound
She could hear his voice, ever so clear and proud.
Saying:
I'll be your angel, I'll carry you
I will fight your battle, we will make it through.
I'll be your protector, I'll guard you in the night.
No matter what they tell me, I won't give up this fight.
I'll be your angel.
Okay... you need to copyright that and sell it. You made me cry and understand. Being there at your house and the boys playing together, I know that you can have trying times. I knew you were strong in high school. God gave you a gift (actually 4). I've been through my own struggles, and had to learn the hard way how much God truly loves me. One of the reasons I know God loves me is because he gave me YOU as a friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you!!!
ReplyDeleteOne of these days I'm going to hook up with Reba and make an album. :)