When thro our lovely, glens I stride, <br />Soft gentle rain, doth fall <br />'Tis the tears of angels, absolving blessing, all <br />For you my love, are by my side. <br />Step, by step, each day, <br />'Tho long gone, your prescence's felt <br />Each step along the way, <br />And 'tho I stumble, sometimes fall, <br />Those angels tears, revive. <br />To bring me out to sunshine, <br />Still glad to be alive.<br /><br />Francis W.T. Cooper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angels-tears/
