"These bruises are from shielding you,In times both dire and ill.

Those alcoholic bouts and drugs you've used;I've often paid the bill."

"How often they have flown you,These wings all ripped and torn.To keep you from the dangers;Of the evils and the scorn."

"Each mark tells it's own story of deadly wounds destroyed.You made me wish-more than once;That I was unemployed."

"If only you could make it standing on your own.

Oh, don't you fret and worry,You'll never be alone."

"But please try to remember

I'm getting old and frail."

I could not believe all that I heard,

Let alone how much he cared.I wept upon his shoulder,Then left him in despair.

The next day I sat and pondered:

Should I really try?And in the distance I thought I heard;

A Frail Old Angel Cry.

~Author Unknown~

(Song) ~Angels Among Us~

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