Laughter was my shield
though inside I was crying
and a part of me dying.
I put on a face
to get through the trying times . . .
but I heard angelic chimes.
It wasn’t by choice
that Death came calling . . .
and a cascade of tears fell.
Guardian angels--
my dad--was watching o’er you
and he suffered . . . angels do . . .
but couldn’t save you.
There wasn’t much one could do
knowing the things you went through.
It was by chance
that Death came calling . . .
and a cascade of tears fell.
Anger, malingered,
put you in danger . . .
you were both under her spell.
Daddy led you home.
What a horrid way to go--
to be murdered for a lie.
The Lord is our Judge
and angels are the jury.
They decide crime and destiny.
Because of her lie
Death came a’crawling . . .
and a cascade of tears fell.
Anger, malingered,
put you in danger . . .
you were both under her spell.
God, our Creator,
in whom I believe
sees within our hearts quite well.
Faith is now my shield.