Under the Magnolia Tree
I buried an angel, on top of the hill
Under the magnolia tree
Her wings are long since silent
But she still means the world to me
The magnolia's flowers, cover her grave
Decorated in majestic white
She said the scent was Heaven's perfume
And their smell was pure delight
I was married to this angel for 41 years
Before Heaven called her away
I knew she had to leave this world
Even tho I begged her to stay
I know that my loss, is Heaven's gain
I guess they were one angel short
I know they wouldn't have taken her
Unless it was the last resort
Sometimes when I start missing her
I can't wait til the magnolias bloom
We can sit and talk for hours
While smelling their sweet perfume
She said this is as close to Heaven
As anyone could ever be
So I buried her on the hillside
Under that magnolia tree
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