We camped
out on the living room floor
In old sleeping bags by a make believe
fire
In a tent made of covers we talked for hours
My sister and me
Keeping
the faith; racing with destiny.
She was an angel in waiting
Waiting
for wings to fly from this world
Away from her pain
Treasuring time,
till time came to leave
Leaving behind, sweet memories
Angel in waiting;
angel in waiting for wings.
She always knew she would never grow
old
Sometimes the body is weaker than the soul
In her darkest hour,
I made a promise
I will always keep
I’ll give her life;
I’ll let her
live through me.
She is an angel in waiting;
An angel in waiting
for me.
ANGEL IN WAITING
