By Original Work
Dream %s angel mine,
We close your eyes in cradle soft,
With dreams of gold in our hearts,
And and grow strong.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So close your eyes and pray, friends,
With dreams of gold filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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