I know when I close my eyes,
They spread their wings to fly.
I can see their halos glow,
When I close my eyes.
They drift amongst the clouds,
always looking down.
Watching over me when days go by.
I know they do this when I close my eyes.
I bet they talk about my love and hates
and they can determine my own fate
And I bet they talk to God each night
To make sure what I do at night.
But God didn't put wings on friends,
though I do not know why.
Because I know that they are angels
Every time I close my eyes.
J.B.Jamison
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