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Written for my mother. Kind of corny, but it cheered her up when ill. |
| The Kindness of Angels Soaring through the heavens, golden streaks upon the satin blue of the midnight sky. Do they know you’ve gone? Fallen, but not far, you enlighten us with your eternal grace. Our lives would wither should you return to your hallowed home. Do not leave us. Surrounded by your unbounded love we can know true paradise. Our mortal hearts grow wiser. Always love us. |