Angel

Smile, my dear, as the angels pass overhead.
Hear them sing the songs of the newly wed,
enjoying themselves as they feast on their bread.

Sounds of trees, so peaceful and sweet.
Arbours of grapes and fields of wheat.
In silent groves below pleasant summer heat,
did angels sing softly to give you a treat.

Yellow skies and deep blue seas.
Earnest your eyes and mind at ease.
Surely you are the angel of peace.

Together you fly upon wings of light,
out into the sky, devoid of fright
Only my memory you hold tight.



Alternately,

Smile, my dear, as the angels pass overhead.
Hear them sing the songs of the happy dead,
enjoying themselves and free of dread.

Sounds of trees, so peaceful and sweet.
Arbours of grapes and fields of wheat.
In silent groves below pleasant summer heat,
did angels sing softly to give you a treat.

Yellow skies and deep blue seas.
Earnest your eyes and mind at ease.
Surely you are the angel of peace.

Together you fly upon wings of light,
out into the sky, devoid of fright
Only my memory you hold tight.