Come fly with me beyond the stars,beyond our fears
where Angels are, and there together sit beside the hand
of God.
We'll whatch the day approach when we will fly. We will
see our many wishes touch the sky and happiness become a
dream that lives in peace and does not die.
Where ever there is love,there is an Angel nearby.
It takes an Angel to know an Angel.
Angels are reminders of what we are really here for,
Angels are the bright lights in the widths of our lives,
An Angel is like an arrow of light,cutting through the dark,
An Angel does not have to be physical to touch you.
Angels don't worry about you,they believe in you.Angels
light the way,no matter what they're size,Angels are big in
spirit.
Angels hide nothing,and therefore see everything.To an Angel
the sky is the limit.Sometimes all Angels need is a good running
start to fly.
Being an Angel is always simple,not being an Angel is what can
get complex.
Shyness is only the Angel inside us trying to get out.
Love is how you earn your wings.
Sunshine1
where Angels are, and there together sit beside the hand
of God.
We'll whatch the day approach when we will fly. We will
see our many wishes touch the sky and happiness become a
dream that lives in peace and does not die.
Where ever there is love,there is an Angel nearby.
It takes an Angel to know an Angel.
Angels are reminders of what we are really here for,
Angels are the bright lights in the widths of our lives,
An Angel is like an arrow of light,cutting through the dark,
An Angel does not have to be physical to touch you.
Angels don't worry about you,they believe in you.Angels
light the way,no matter what they're size,Angels are big in
spirit.
Angels hide nothing,and therefore see everything.To an Angel
the sky is the limit.Sometimes all Angels need is a good running
start to fly.
Being an Angel is always simple,not being an Angel is what can
get complex.
Shyness is only the Angel inside us trying to get out.
Love is how you earn your wings.
Sunshine1
Author notes
I decided to write this , after my Grandmother came to me in
a dream, and took me flying,through the heavens above.Thankyou, Grandma for teaching me how to fly, and showing me that we are all Angels in training!I truely do believe.
Written December 3rd, 2005
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This is so sweet, i think our loved ones that have passed are with the Angels, maybe even become an angel
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Awesome poem Lady~ I miss Grandma! This makes me wanna
I hope we all get to fly in heaven one day! Beautiful poem!
Dark-Princess -
I had a similar dream with grandma. It gave me great comfort
You have got so many great lines in this poem
WEll done
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Beautiful! I love the imagery of it all. My favorite line is "Angels don't worry about you,they believe in you". Reminds me that Angels can be loved ones past, present and future. Or even yourself to another person. ~Sheila
Edited on Dec 08, 3:50 p.m. because 'Left out a key though'.




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