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Angel's made
Angel’s made
The ward has gone silent, for another loved one lost, another Angel’s been made at another families cost.
Taken from their loved ones, the Virus struck again, only tears and memories are now that all remains.
Alone and frightened to face their fates alone, family left just waiting, sitting by their phone
Remembering days long gone they think about the past, wondering if their hug again, or was that hug their last.
Thinking of last moments shared, I pray there was no fight, no chance to say “I’m sorry”, no chance to make things right
Taken by a Virus that creeps deep inside your chest, taking all the special ones, God only wants the best.
He has chose them for his flock, why families cry in pain, the tears for the loved ones, run down their face like rain.
Hope you a lucky one, and none of these are yours, I hope you are all safe and well and please just stay indoors.
But for those who lost a loved one, my heart goes out to you, I hope you have someone near, to share what you’re going through
So Heaven has a Angel, another’s lost the covid fight, I hope soon we will beat it and the world agains alright.
But this time wont be forgotten, all Angel’s live inside our hearts, though they maybe in Heaven, we never truly part
Ron Summers
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