If angels are around us,
and closer than we think.
Is it her perfume that I can smell
when I'm standing at the sink?
Can she hear my tender sigh
... and tell I miss her voice?
She left us because of cancer,
And not by her own choice.
If I could call to heaven
I'd tell her how she's missed,
And tell her I'd pay a million
to give her one more kiss.
To hear her tell a story
is what I'd like to do
And express just what she means to me
with a heartfelt I love you.
By- Sandi Dodge
and closer than we think.
Is it her perfume that I can smell
when I'm standing at the sink?
Can she hear my tender sigh
... and tell I miss her voice?
She left us because of cancer,
And not by her own choice.
If I could call to heaven
I'd tell her how she's missed,
And tell her I'd pay a million
to give her one more kiss.
To hear her tell a story
is what I'd like to do
And express just what she means to me
with a heartfelt I love you.
By- Sandi Dodge
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