She unpinned her wings & bestowed them
to me,
Saying, “Please fly for me, it is now time
I was free”,
With a flurry of white feathers, she left
this old earth,
She went off to heaven, to that old land of
her birth.
Wearing her wings, to me, were to be big
shoes to fill,
I´d do my best by her & what she bestowed
in her will,
And I would sure try my best, to be an Angel
like her,
But I am merely a human & she had a heart
of a bird.
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