The angel cries.
Her last goodbye.
From her seat in the sky.
She spreads her wings and flies.
The bells they ring.
Another angel gets her wings.
And the heavens sing.
Cuz a little girl has got her dream.
A mother dies.
Her child cries.
A soul that rises to the sky.
And the child knows this isnt goodbye.
Silence Dogood
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