"The golden moments in the stream of life rush
past us and we see nothing but sand;
the angels come to visit us,
and we only know them when they are gone."
George Elliot
When I look up in the heaven's blue,
The clouds are passing by,
There are the little white hug-me-tights
The angels hang to dry.
Silently one by one,
In the infinite meadows of Heaven
Blossomed the lovely stars,
The forget-me-nots of the angels.
Heavenly father, hear my prayer,
Take thy child into thy care;
Let thy angels pure and bright
Watch around me through the night.
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