Angels Hand
All alone on a stormy night
she drifts off in the candle light.
Dreaming of far away lands
where waterfalls run freely
and the sky meets the sea.
Where orange, pink, and yellow
paint a sunset sky.
Stars come out and twinkle bright.
As your angel guides your dreams tonight.
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