A
gentle wind blew cross the land
Reaching
out to take a hand
For
on the winds the angels came
Calling
out a mother's name.
Left
behind, the children's tears
Loving
memories of the years
Of
joy and love, a life well spent
And
now to God a mother's sent.
On
angel's wings, a heavenly flight
The
journey home, towards the light
To
those who weep, a life is gone
But
in God's love, 'tis but the dawn.
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