Yesterday my wife made white little angels
Our little boy helped her put them on the tree
Funny how sunshine comes in the strangest ways
When he turned to his mommy and he said

Mommy you know Sarah with the curly hair
She sits next to me each day at school
Teacher says she’s sick just like grandpa was
Does this mean she’s going to heaven too?

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Can I have angel from the Christmas tree
And give it to Sarah who’s not quite like me
Teacher says she’s hurting and she needs our love
Keep her in your prayers each night and
We must try and trust in god above

Driving to our folks through the rain and snow
And I complain it’s gonna take us hours
But daddy if we didn’t have the rain sometimes
We would never have such pretty flowers

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Can I have an angel from the christmas tree