Golden Wings
On golden wings
The angels soar
watching us
forevermore
From their viewpoint
In the air
A better place
Than what was there
On golden wings,
The angels fly
shooting stars across the sky
Life's burdens around their feet
And we'll meet them there
When our life's complete
On golden wings,
The angels dance
Happy the deceits
Of life are past
They're past the toils,
Past the snares
Happy now
In heaven at last
On golden wings,
The angels rise
Leaving withered bodies behind
Living forever in our souls
They're still here,
Just invisible, you know
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