FOR  THE  CHILDREN


 

 

An Angel came to visit speaking to me softly with a gentleness, I've never heard before.  In the angels hands was a golden bowl laden around the rim with 
diamonds..     "I've come to collect tears,

Tears are precious drops when shed for others,  Millions of tears just like these 
now line the alter's of heaven"

"Does God cry tears when his children 
weep" my heart asked the angel"?  The ocean is big and the sea is vast rain 
comes and waters the ground, the Lord weeps."

Children's lives so quickly abandoned without regard to the races a tender tide turns ruff and cruel and the midnight 
hour is full of woe and the tears flow.

The salted drops of spirit spent isn't 
left to evaporate. Caught in a bowl held 
in the hands of an angel all precious moisture not one drop lost, in the blink 
of an eye is before the throne.

So weep your tears for innocent lost pray
for the ones still left below, shed your 
tears for this one hour give them up to 
me.

And I thought of all the sorrow this 
world has come to know.

And I cried for all the children as the 
angel held the bowl.

                               -  Anna Mattingly

                     .............May God give 
strength to the families of those who 
mourn as they think of the angels who 
led their children safely home.....