Song For Shakeria Poem by John Leroy Maxwell

As the sun breaks the morning, I hear her sweet song..
It enters my soul, to remain e'er long..
On the wings of an Angel, as the clouds pass me by..
I hear her sweet laughter.. On her wings she does fly..
Was to love and to honor, and e'er be true..
Nirvana, Nirvana, means paradise with you..
On the breeze of an Angel, one kiss, maybe two..
Nirvana, Nirvana, means paradise with you..
Blessed is the memory of a love long, gone by..
Delightful, the memoirs, with her wings she does fly..
Nirvana, Nirvana, a love e'er true..
Nirvana, Nirvana, was paradise with you..