Sleep - An Andaree
Slip this mortal coil and with the angels ride
All this day’s troubles now put aside
Untold secrets you may keep
Drift with slumber deep
No more tears
Sleep
Forget fears
Now God’s blessing reap
The unknown road may be steep
With sweetest dreams let your heart abide
Slip this mortal coil and with the angels ride
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2015
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