I dedicate this work in memory of my first love and inspiration

Gloria Goldie Caravan

 

Fly on high oh beautiful Angel, sweet Mother of mine

Fly on high oh Beautiful Angel, please don't sigh

Oh my heart, my Beautiful Angel, is full of woe

But don't let my grief stop you, my Beautiful Angel, for I know you must go

In your life, my Mother, my Angel, I did love you so

But now you are a Beautiful Angel

It is you I will learn to know.

 

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