A life unknown in this world far gone,
Where struggles and pain are endured,
Through all the stress and finances a mess,
Our pain through simple things in life are cured.

Two beautiful girls born into this world,
Through the Lord, we have been blessed.
Our children sing with angels' wings,
Our guardians through times of stress.

Our pain believed never to be relieved,
In a life that's unhappy and bland,
Till the angels appear and wipe our tears,
With a bouquets of weeds from the yard in their hands.

Our guardian angels come from all angles
Yet the obvious goes too often unseen
Though we look around, happiness isn't found,
But in our children we find our dreams.

- Lora Voyles
Southaven, Mississippi, U.S.A.