Weep not! O weep not, my child!
Holy angels are hovering nearby-
Close enough to count your
teardrops.
You are never alone, never
forsaken!
God has given “his angels charge
of you,
To guard you in all your ways.”
Though your tears be as many
As the dewdrops on a field fo
flowers,
Every teardrops wears a halo of light;
Each one reflects a radiant rainbow,
A promise of a shining tomorrow.(sorrow)
Tears are like the showers of
springtime-
They fall, so that Life can fulfill
its dreams
And bring forth its fruits.
Weep not! O weep not, my child!
Wherever you wander,
Angels are watching over you,
loving you.
The way a mother loves a child
Holy angels are hovering nearby-
Close enough to count your
teardrops.
For my son Nicolas. Angels are always watching.