When I am sad, and missing those
Who have been called above,
The shadow of an angel's wing
Will fill my heart with love.

Those precious, half-forgotten words
We said so long ago,
The flutter of an angel's wing
Reminds me of them so.

A loving face, a moment spent
With friends both dear and true,
A fleeting glimpse of angel's wing
Brings them to me anew.

And when I think that I have lost
The ones I loved so much,
A feather from an angel's wing
Recalls their gentle touch.

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