I saw an Angel dancing high above the clouds.
I saw her skip and twist and turn like a ballerina renowned.
She turned and looked upon me while I was wiping tears
And saw my broken heart and heard my lonely fears.
She quickly opened her wings and swept down beside my knee
And held me in her gentle arms, whispering sweet love to me.
She said the day was fading and she would have to fly away
But I held her close and clipped her wings, now on earth with me she`ll stay
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Friday, 25 July 2008
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