I opened the window
I called out to the trees
I begged them to bring you
Bring you back to me.

I called on the forces
Of Karma and hope
I asked them to find you
To widen the scope.

I begged and I pleaded
Got down on my knees
But, it made no difference
No difference for me.

I called out to the heavens
I called up above
I beseeched the angels
The angels of love.

No way could they help me
They looked down upon me
They said they were sorry
You had to be free.


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YouTube:   ANGEL ….  Sarah McLachlan.





Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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