Calling all angels At my beck and fall Lead me onto Glory Let night beget my call
The lesson here now endeth With Giants overhead I cannot hear the roll-call That makes me think I'm dead
New life I know awaits me Whether here or there or home I know my love will guide me To Glory and the Throne
I feel so stengthened by you You give me all you've got I hope I can replay you With love, warm hugs and jot!
If I get my jotters I'll be marching on To win for you a trophy My love goes on and on
Your art, your words are varied Exciting, patient, kind I feel there is no worry When you are at my side Above me and Behind me Wrapped up in your Pride!
Written while contemplating the fear of the unknown registation/job situation in Scottish High Schools; coming to terms with the death of my 22yr old daughter's Australian friend Chris who had a heart attack while treking in Cambodia and reflecting on my journey of angelic love with Jeremy