As the soothing wind brushes by my world, Dreams of my angel spring to life in me, Sweetest memories won’t fade into my hold, Wondering how life with my angel would be. Long days and nights I dreamt of your vision, No words could spell what you mean to my life, Without your touch my… Continue reading Angel…of My Dreams
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Angel…of My Dreams
Sunday 4th May 2003 12:00 pm As the soothing wind brushes by my world, Dreams of my angel spring to life in me, Sweetest memories won’t fade into my hold, Wondering how life with my angel would be. Long days and nights I dreamt of your vision, No words could spell what you mean to… Continue reading Angel…of My Dreams