Angels wings, softly ring. With
the lullaby's that they sing.
Softening, the harshend winds, cry.
From deep outside. As gusts pick up
whine and blow. Angels light candles
to glow. And whisper, it'll be alright
you know. Just shut your eye's, Dream..
And let your fears go.. He sees all..
It's alright, for your eye's to close..
He is close, ever so..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem