golden sky holdin my guy©

I have many a bad day many a worse day
but never any good come my way,
that without a doubt is over and done
till i'm again with my most precious one.
I appreciate wishes that things get better
but as long as i'm here that won't occur,
when i'm in faron's arms once again
i'll have good days then and only then.
He was the reason for me to rise
now it's to have more tears fill my eyes,
hopefully soon my suffering will be gone
in heaven on cloud 9 once again upon.
For now i'm forced to stay here
without his arms to hold me near,
any day now peace will come my way
on the wings of a dove our song will play.
We'll dance to"my special angel"
dancing with my star i'll be made whole,
the moon'll have a reason to shine golden
cause my greatest treasure i'll be holdin.
My magic horn of plenty
from him is filled endlessly,
that'll have to be the deal
till his magic touch is on me for real!
Copyright ©2011
Sally

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