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A cold and wet morning broke in the dreary month of November 
Water glistening on the ground, a gift from the English weather
With such a smothering grey blanket rolling across the sky
My spirit managed to keep me warm as my spirits were high

An angel sent me a message, beaming through the clouds so grey
An invitation to take her hand and join her on this day 
On a journey to a sky filled place full of winter wonderment
On taking her hand and I know that she is truly heaven sent

We travel the grey ribbon through the cold and wintery air
Wet fields and valleys just pass by in a blur
The questing fingers of both the wind and rain 
Were resisting our passing but our smiles remain

Crossing rain swollen rivers brown and bursting their seams 
Forming tree dotted mirrors just like my beautiful dreams
We fly hand in hand through the mist, through the miles
As I fall into her eyes I'm warmed by her smiles 

Our destination approaches a warm and colourful retreat
We are greeted with smiles and yet more angels I meet
We dance and we capered to the tunes that she chose 
With a warmth deep inside and a wide smile that glows

We moved to the streets and danced through winter crowds
The light of these angels simply parted the clouds
With the beat sounding behind and the frost just in ahead
We danced and we spun 'til we were ready for bed

Back in the warmth and the colour of the angels retreat
I was curled with my angel upon the soft seat 
Resting from a day filled with mirth and with joy
Never has there been a more joy filled boy

The sun lost its fight and slowly slides to the ground 
We said our goodbyes to the new angel friends found 
Taking to the wing hand in hand we took flight
We were homeward bound through a cold and dead night 

An orange ribbon our guide through a land of purple and black
We followed it blindly and thus we took the wrong track
Another little adventure through lands never before seen
Having such fun in the places we’d never before been

Descending from on high our feet touch the fields of home
Smiling and warm both wondering when we will next roam 
She left this feeling inside me and I know it was sent from above
These butterflies can't escape from me because I know I'm in love.
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