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Fly high little angel
It's a beautiful and breathtaking place,
where angels live under the love and care of god.
Knock at heaven's door
And someone will open it for you,
With open arms
Ready to love you
Ready to care for you
Don't be afraid to let go, you won't fall.
Don't fight the demons and paint your goodbyes.
Your beautiful soul leaves your once so lively body,
now cold and alone.
Go and leave,
let your soul fly
follow the rising up sun
Feeling a light breeze on your skin,
the sun keeping you warm,
soft clouds encasing you.
And within the feeling of one last touch on your hand, you finally let go,
Being forever loved.
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I wrote this poem in honor of my loved aunt, who passed away a few years ago. She ment a lot to me, being one of the most important people in my life. She passed away during the night, and I wished I woud have been with her, to hold her hand, as I wrote in the poem.