• Angels cry

    We will never rest,
    For the angels above will not quiet their tears,
    Their moans of grief carry on through this wondrous night.

    Their light blue eyes turn the darken color of the rough sea,
    Waves splash over their cheeks and fall to the floor they lay upon.

    Slowly crawling down their cheeks,
    These dark blue waves are quieted by their creator,
    He step forward and carries them from the ground,
    The sea calms,
    The grieving is silenced,
    A quiet night...