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Her wings so light,
eyes so bright,
Her face aglow,
when things seem low.
Each child she has,
you will see,
By the love they share,
when dreams are near.
In heaven one day
we'll be talking of an angel,
only a few can see.
This poem will continue
with each day that comes to pass.
For the love I feel for this angel,
will last and last and last.
