The Wind Beneath My Wings
Beyond the clouds you smile down, signaling us not to frown.
Through the days and during the night, I feel as if you hold my hand tight.
Singing songs we used to play - only makes me think of that day.
All of us gathered 'round, to hear what was your last sound.
Tears came streaming down my face- but I knew you were in a better place.
And although I miss you everyday, I know God is caring for you in every way.
Up in the skies of blue, one day Nana, I'll be up there with you.
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