Copyright © October 9, 2003 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Once I held an angel so beautiful, in my arms, and her loving heart, it was my gift to hold. And when I looked into her eyes, I saw such a beautiful soul. I had her smile to light up my life, but she said she had to fly away. I looked at where she once did stand, in the place I held her hand. Now she has gone and all I can say is, I wish she didn’t have to fly away, and leave my heart hurting this way.