The Feather of a White Dove

I clung to your embrace As your last breathe fled Into the heavens bliss Upon the feather of a white Dove Oh gently did the feather Sail Through the wind Descending into the heavens I think the heavens cried that Day For the clouds just rumble as The tears started to pour I thought I seen a beautiful white Dove Just perched upon your shoulder As I clung to your embrace Your last breathe silently fled Upon the feather of the white dove Oh gently did the feather sail As the clouds began to rumble And the tears overflowed As you descended so gracefully Into the heavens bliss On the feather of a white dove