By Original Work
Dream %s angel mine,
We drift away pillow cloud,
With blessings fall in our hearts,
And beneath the stars.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So drift away and play, friends,
With blessings fall filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
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