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WHAT DO ANGELS LOOK LIKE?
Like the little old lady who returned Like the taxi driver who told you that Like the small child who showed you the Like the poor man who offered to share Like the rich man who showed you that it Like the stranger who just happened to come Like the friend who touched your heart, Angels come in all sizes and shapes, Some with freckles, some with dimples, They come disguised as friends, enemies They don't take life too seriously, they They leave no forwarding address, they ask They are hard to find when your eyes are So, open you eyes and count all your Angels |