My Own Special Angel

When I hear a song, I look for you

When I read a book, I look for you

When I see a baseball field, I look for you

When I see a hiking trail, I look for you

When the wind blows the trees, I look for you

When a bird flies by, I look for you

When someone laughs, I look for you

When I breathe, I look for you

When I am awake, I look for you

When I am asleep, I look for you

When I see love, I look for you

When I feel joy, I look for you

When I cry my tears, I look for you

But now I know…

When I hear a song, you are singing with me

When I read a book, you are turning the pages

When I see a baseball field, you are tossing a ball

When I walk a trail, you are leading the way

When the wind blows the trees, I hear your sweet voice

When a bird flies by, I see you soar high

When someone laughs, you laugh louder

When I breathe, you are the air I take

When I am awake, you are holding my heart

When I am asleep, you are holding my soul

When I see love, you love bigger

When I feel joy, you are dancing in heaven

When I cry my tears, you wipe them away

You are every song, every book, every baseball field, every trail

You blow with the wind and soar with the birds

You are every breath, every smile, every laugh

You are peace and love and absolute joy

You will continue to wipe my tears, no matter how hard they flow

You are always in my heart and forever in my soul

You are always holding my hand and will continue to pick me up

You are my own special angel, hand-picked by God

Happy Birthday, dearest Clayton