Dance On a Cloud
Dance on a cloud
My wife and I met in the city of New York
With touching of hands a kiss and some talk
After years of marriage and children she died
With no goodbyes I broke down and cried
Our wedding bands are no longer apart
Joined together they hang near my heart
My wife in heaven waits for me
I don’t know how long it will be
For as long as I’m earthly bound
I hope my wife’s spirit is around
Looking at the white clouds up above
I think of my wife who I love
Clouds look like spirits in the sky
Raindrops could be spirits that cry
To continue with romance
To hold her, love her and dance
To dance on a cloud in the sky
It’s now my dream for my wife and I
Copyright © Michael Gelb | Year Posted 2011
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