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What angel beckons me this night
By gentle, warming firelight?
That I might follow
Yes I might
For such a wondrous sight

The angels weeping I can hear
This sound so pitiful and clear
Could I give solace
Hold them near
And bring them human cheer?

The angels falling through the sky
Like blazing streams of fireflies
Would bid me follow
Hear their cries
That whole again they may arise

What angel beckons me this night
By gentle, warming firelight?
That I might follow
Yes I might
For such a wondrous sight

(c) Helen Valentina 2019