Sadly in October 99, my gran passed away. That same day as everyones heart
was broken at the loss of a loved one i hid in my room and attempted to
voice my feeling out on paper. This is what i got.

Angels, Angels everywhere
Greet my Nan on the golden stair,
Give her wings and a halo too
Cos she’s got love to share with you,
Now flying down with such soft grace
You and I come face to face,
Your heart so pure, your soul now free
Be on your way, don’t wait for me,
For when I cross to the other shore
I’ll have you forever more
Hand in hand and wing to wing
We’ll be greeted as angels sing.

 
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