when some one dies
there spirit is free
free like the wild cats
running in the jungle
they shine in heaven
sending light from stars to earth
they watch over love ones
like the sun watches over the moon
they soar the heavens
like the birds in the skies
they sing so heavenly and peacefuly
that their angelic voices
reaches the earth
and finally they are with God
preparing a place so beautiful for you
to join them
by princess o'nika auguste
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