Tonight there are three more angels
Taken in the twikling of an eye
So hard on those left painfully behind
Because they left without saying goodbye
You may see them in a rainbow
Or find them shinig brightly above
Among the stars three little angels
Taken home for the good Lord to love
Their joy can be found in the flowers
That blossom every Spring
Their peace can be found in a sunset
Their voices in the wind will sing
The three little angels have left behind
Memories never to be taken away
We are sad they left us so early
Called home in the last week of May
©2005 Rick Bessette