Saints And Angels - Poem by Christina Byrd
A gift from on high
your love was never a lie.
Your prayer was so strong
It made my ways wrong.
So when heaven sings
I know it's because you have wings.
I was selfish and didn't want to let you go
But now there is a higher show.
So be near to me
And never lose the key.
A forever love will be my way
And with the saints and angels you will stay.
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