Overwhelmed with emotion since the Sandy Hook Elementary School tragedy, thoughts and prayers for the victims and families have held a dominant place in my heart, which came flowing out as the lyrics of this song. The melody flowed as easily. I will attempt to record it to possibly post a video (or at least an audio clip)
ANGELS CRIED AT CHRISTMAS
Melody and Lyrics by Walter J. Wojtanik
Hearts of joy,
Playing in this world of love and happenstance.
Little minds,
Wanting just to learn of life’s glad circumstance.
Standing on the brink of years,
Standing tall in spite of fears
with open eyes.
Gentle souls; their mothers’ dears,
rained upon with angels tears,
oh, how they cry,
I’ll tell you why…
Another day,
Never knowing what’s in store, so unprepared.
Not the way
Children’s lives are supposed to be; confused and scared.
No one could have guessed their fate,
Mercy came, but much too late
for little ones.
So much love within their hearts,
Just waiting for their lives to start,
Oh, how we cry,
Tell me why.
The angels cried at Christmas,
Hearken angel voices sing a new refrain.
Now every year at Christmas,
Angel tears will fall again in sorrow’s stain.
Come now Angel, it’s okay,
Let love wipe your tears away
though your smile is gone.
Here now Angel, it’s all right,
Every new star shines so bright,
like your love, your light lives on and on.
Your Momma knows,
Deep within she feels your hand upon her heart.
And Daddy knows,
That even though you’re gone, you’re never far apart.
Babies when you left that day,
Angels now where angels play,
All looking down.
Missing Grandma’s warm embrace,
Grandpa won’t forget your face,
So, dry your eyes.
Please, don’t cry.
The angels cried at Christmas,
listen to the angels sing a new refrain.
Feel our love at Christmas,
Angel tears will flow with love ‘til we meet again.
Come now Angel, it’s okay,
Let love wipe your tears away,
though your smile is gone.
Here now Angel, it’s all right,
Every new star shines so bright,
like your love, your light lives on and on.
The angels cried (please dry your eyes)
The angels cried (a tearful sigh)
The angels cry,
Yes they cry at Christmas.
© Copyright – Walter J. Wojtanik 2012
It won’t be long before voices strong
intone in one voice; one accord.
The sword of truth cuts deeply, it does not choose.
But today, I sing the blues for every brave soul
reared in courage and sacrifice that had paid the supreme price.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
Trouble in mind will find a place to burrow,
a furrowed brow in concern for a mission
to which I surrender my support, resorting
to whatever backing is lacking. You will be strong.
The chain of fools can bluster, but their brass
lacks the luster of each combat ready warrior!
R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
Think of what it means to a nation struggling
to rise above, steeped in life, love and liberty.
Free to be whatever we envision, sometimes
in division. But for you, we come to stand together and tall.
Call me to stand in your defense, as you
have stood in mine. You built this “house”, Jack!
R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
Say it isn’t so! Some go through this life giving no
credence to the selflessness you offer. Clueless,
they are lost in daydreaming, seemingly uncaring.
Your daring and strength pave the road,
to this free way, with love. You make me feel proud.
Until you come back I’ll say it loud.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014
A timely poem based on the songs of Aretha Franklin
POETIC ASIDES NOVEMBER CHAPBOOK CHALLENGE – DAY 11: TIMELY/TIMELESS POEMS