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Mar 2017
While standing just outside tonight,
   beneath the star lit sky;
I looked up just in time to see
   an angel soaring by.

I saw a flash of purest white,
  just east of planet mars;
Then watched her as she danced around,
  and jumped from star to star.

She sang me such a precious tune,
  while soaring wild and free;
Then showed me just how high she'd fly,
  so high I couldn't see!

She swooped right down to hug my neck,
  I held her oh so tight;
Then told her what this meant to me,
  if only for tonight!

She told me not to grieve no more,
  she'll always be my girl;
But now she's walking steets of gold,
  no longer this 'ole world!

We talked some more, spent precious time,
  just walking hand in hand;
When time was up, she blew a kiss,
  then soared to Beaulah Land!

I never will forget just when;
  to short as though it seems;
I held my daughter one more time,
  if only in my dreams!
Some time ago, a friend of mine lost his precious daughter. He asked me to write a piece for her, which I did, then a few weeks later I penned these words after he told me about a dream he had in which he got to hold her once again.....
Kenny Whiting
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Kenny Whiting  Battle Creek, Mi
(Battle Creek, Mi)   
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