Sister Aimee

Sister Aimee An angel in white floated down from the heavens Onto a small farm in the northern land of Salford Illumination and imagination combined She was divine and with inspiration, sublime Inquisitive eyes shone out from this beautiful creature Her airs and twinkle surely from above were derived She questioned the existence of the god, her creator What child would not ponder the universe and nature? She wanted to save the world A one angel salvation army with a smile A romantic with desires of angelic love She was humble, her knowledge was from above She knew the tongues of many men Languages’ known, languages’ today unspoken Her worldly desires to preach, affection to mankind She became a Semple lady, united in humanity no matter how blind Around the world Singing praises of the lord Malaria left her alone with child assured A Star was yet to rise Head strong and a heart of gold Her children grew up with god’s undying love She was not one to take a back seat Her gift was her message; she delivered from a heavenly stage In the city of Angels, a miracle born The temple of Angels The fiery flaming fascinating preacher of immaculate beauty Would rise to god’s glory, a message to be celebrated and adored On the shores of a beach long ago The white angel of the lord disappeared from the shore The devils monsters accused of devouring her whole Her followers waiting patiently for a resurrection to show The ultimate Kiss was to awake her From south where the water is brown with evil sin She wandered back to her own echoes Now to be spectacular, heavens evangelical angel A sensuous sermonizer, a preacher of love She fed the poor during depressing times Her hand would cure the sick and wayward She brought the values of the ancients, to modern times Angels often do not sleep So in the year of 1944 she was recalled above Her work her on earth a splendid score Now in heavens, she leads the choir of angels