We're jealous of the angels around the throne tonight.
They can gaze upon your beauty and snuggle you tight
The arms down here are empty and weary
The eyes down here are red and teary
But you were to good to stay down here
The angels needed to have you near
So you grew your wings to soar up high
And round us you will always fly
A guardian angel for Mum and Dad
You'll watch over them while they are sad
For now we bow our heads in sorrow
Yesterday, Today and so many Tomorrows
But one day we will manage to smile
At those cuddles we had when you stayed a while
You weren't taken for no reason
The love you taught will last season after season
Changing lives just by being here
We just wish the angels hadn't needed you near
We're jealous of the angels around the throne tonight
They can gaze upon your beauty and snuggle you so tight.
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Mary Black
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