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My Borrowed Angel.
 

She wasn’t my birth mother
She loved me like no other
She helped us to grow
In the love of Jesus she sure did show
She is now in her home in the heavenly skies
As tears of losing her fall from my eyes
She was there for anyone any time
She would always pray in our prayer line
Many stories she would tell
My borrowed angel’s music rings like a bell.



I still can hear her sweet voice as we’d talk on the phone
I send my love to her in prayers to her heavenly home.
My borrowed angel I will always miss
To her I send an adopted daughters love and kiss
I could look the world over in time
And I could never find a wonderful adopted mom as mine
My borrowed angel is now in the arms of Jesus
In my heart she’ll always be with us.




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By Just little me

© 2012 Just little me (All rights reserved)

 

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