Songs. My Gentle Angel. For Beloved Grandma

Your smile is like the sunlight’s tender glow,
It warms my heart when winter winds will blow.
Your lovely look for many years has been
A crown above me, circling over, seen.

Your faithful hand has always stayed so true,
It strokes, protects, and helps me make it through.
And your kind, gentle face so dear to me
Stands in my eyes — and does not trouble me.

You are a tender, loving angel bright,
My guardian on this cursed earth at night.
It seems to me: by your own smiling grace
I owe my happiness — my saving place.

You’re my Angel, my Angel,
My Angel in blizzard and storm,
You’re my Angel, my Angel,
My gentle and loving warm guide.

So often you forgot yourself, you did,
To do what’s good for others, always lived.
You covered up my soul like something warm,
And guarded me from every daily storm.

I know you always will be there to aid,
You won’t betray, won’t leave, won’t seek to trade.
You smile at strangers passing on the street,
You simply cannot stop your love so sweet!

Thank you, my dear, for all your gentle care,
You wrap me up in happiness and air.
Like Cinderella, I believe in tales
And in that love that warms a home and stays))

 I know that now from heavens you still shine,
Like the most beautiful and perfect star.
And like before, you light this life of mine,
So I can be a happy little girl.

You’re my Angel, my Angel,
My Angel in blizzard and storm,
You’re my Angel, my Angel,
My gentle and loving warm guide.