by C. L. Craven

Created on: September 02, 2009   Last Updated: September 04, 2009

A little smile, a little face
A precious heart, so full of grace
When children come, into this world
On Angel's wings, they float to earth
With love so innocent and pure.

But, where is love for one's so sweet?
Where is hope when they can't sleep?
For hunger is the enemy
When tummy's cry for food to eat.
For hunger is the enemy
When tummy's cry for food to eat.

A little smile, a little face
A precious heart so full of grace
When children come into this world
On Angel's wings, they float to earth
With love so innocent and pure
But, where is love for one's so sweet
Where is hope when they can't sleep.
For cruelty is the enemy
Abandoned by their own
For cruelty is the enemy
When children have no home.

The angel's cry and cry again
It rains a flood of tears
For God has given such a gift
Of millions o'er the years

So, take a little angel
And make them all your own
Feed them, clothe them, love them
And make a happy home.

So, take a little angel
And make them all your own
Feed them, clothe them, love them
And make a happy home.

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