angel sikorski

His Memory Lives On

Heaven opened its gates an inside you now reside.
I look around this cold world for a sign,
a sign that might reveal to me I'm not as alone as I feel,
an suddenly a song shall play to remind me that
your memory will forever play on.

Airplanes flying across the sky,
a gentle breeze upon my cheek,
a young girl walking hand an hand with her grandfather,

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