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May 2017
Right now I found what I've not had,
    just since I found my place;
It's holding her so close to me,
   to see my angel's face.

You see, she's saved me many times,
   once heartbroke and alone;
She's mended now that broken heart,
   to soften heart of stone.

She means much more than most to me,
   my angel from above;
A package sent from God Himself,
    for only me to love.

Now when it comes a long days end,
   to keep her safe from harm;
I wrap her up and reap the joy
   of Heaven in my arms!
Kenny Whiting
Written by
Kenny Whiting  Battle Creek, Mi
(Battle Creek, Mi)   
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