Why, Oh why do Angels cry?
And darken the sky with their tears?
They cry for us, we mortal fools-
For our blunders, trails, and fears.
They bemoan the hardships we must face-
Our suffering, grief, and woe.
They look down on us, these kinder souls,
And wish it wasn’t so.
The long to glide down from on high
And from our troubles-set us free!
But a knowing God stays their hand
Knowing what must be, must be.
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