My Angel
So pure of heart
A happy being
With wings of silver tint
And beautiful singing.
Gracefully walking
Never human clumbsy
Wing spand so wide
His unearthly beauty I see
His voice is manly but soft
His hands are not threatening
They are very warm
I think to him I'm confusing
He looks at me with a puzzled look
Then tells me not to cry
My grandfather's safe with him
He tells me to let him go and I say "I'll try"
He drifts away towards the setting sun
It gets brighter as he's near
I watch as he goes away
Happiness sweeps over me and I cry one last tears.
A happy being
With wings of silver tint
And beautiful singing.
Gracefully walking
Never human clumbsy
Wing spand so wide
His unearthly beauty I see
His voice is manly but soft
His hands are not threatening
They are very warm
I think to him I'm confusing
He looks at me with a puzzled look
Then tells me not to cry
My grandfather's safe with him
He tells me to let him go and I say "I'll try"
He drifts away towards the setting sun
It gets brighter as he's near
I watch as he goes away
Happiness sweeps over me and I cry one last tears.
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