The eagle he soars with the angels now,
His spirit forever free.
In his talons he carries a single red rose!
He's right where he's been longing to be!
And the Winter Rose, she holds him close,
Her petals gently stroking his wing.
And although she sheds a tear
For us down here,
In her heart she can't help but sing.
For, to have the love, once thought lost
Back in her arms once again.......
True love! ! What a beautiful thing! !
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