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My Dearest Little Angel
Are you asleep, or is it me?
I see you crying in the night
A thousand stars,
Just shining bright.
I feel your tears from up above,
When God softly speaks to me
On the raindrops, or just mist,
On the flowers in the spring.
Other days' been more than rain
When a friend have said hello!
In the winter, you've been snow,
Only God knows how it showed.
On a snowflake from your heart
Didn't melt nor touch the grass.
I do feel you at the sea,
With the waves embracing me.
Like a whisper telling me,
I'm the Wind, you've earned
Your Wings!
Jazmin de Lourdes Stinson
"copyright" 2003
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