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| FLY Fly, fly little wing. Fly beyond imagining. The softest cloud, The whitest dove, Upon the wind of heavens love. Past the planets and the stars. Leave this lonely world of ours. , Escape the sorrow and the pain, And fly again. Fly, fly precious one. Your endless journey has begun. Take your gentle happiness, Far to beautiful for this. Cross over to the other shore. There is peace forever more. But hold this memory bittersweet, Until we meet. Fly, fly do not fear! Don't waste a breath, don't shead a tear. Your heart is pure! Your soul is free! Be on your way, don't wait for me! Above the universe you'll climb! On beyond the hands of time! The moon will rise and the sun will set, But I won't forget... Fly, fly little wing. Fly, fly the time is right. Go now... find the light! Song by: Celine Dion |
On Angels Wings I don't know why the angels came, And decided to take you away. They must have needed someone very special, When they carried you on their wings that day. I wondered how they could take you from me, And leave me here on my own, Then I realised your love would live on inside me, So in my heart, I would never be alone. God must have had a greater purpose for you, When he decided your time on earth was done. He must have wanted you for a heavenly angel, So you would be able to watch over everyone. The angels told him you were so very special, And could make the world a greater place to live. So with wings full of love, they took you to heaven, And now everyone can fell all the love that you have to give. |
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| We little knew that morning, God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly, In death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, You did not go alone, For part of us went with you, The day God called you home. You left us beautiful memories, Your love is still our guide, And though we can not see you, You are always at our side. Our family chain is broken, And nothing seems the same, But as God calls us one by one, The chain will link again. Author Unknown |
This poem is dedicated to Leah from Liz Leal Friends Until the End We used to talk We used to laugh We were best of friends I thought that's how it always would be You taught me so much Told me exactly what to say I wish it were still the same But someday I know it will Maybe not today But we'll meet up again It won't be long until I see your face In Heaven that marvelous day Author Stef Knudsen |
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