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| In the depths of night Where silence looms I see the sight Where beauty blooms My Angel cries... Down from the heavens Her tears, they fall Listening to the depair Of my beloved's call My Angel cries... Her voice so peaceful Speaking of tales untold My heart she has captured As our love unfolds My Angel cries... Our souls lay open As our spirits entwine For a love that is golden As eternity unwinds My Angel cries... For soon we are together And building a life My beloved who has blessed me By becoming my wife Together we cry... |
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| This poem is reproduced here with the gracious permission of my good friend Jeremy Thomas McLean. He retains full copyright of his work. |