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PINK GOLD
in the gallery of greatness Your portrait was hung Framed in pink gold Your swan song was sung
Your life was a gentle unfolding Enchanting from beginning to end With wings safely journeying This poem we must send
To where we should send The messenger will lenow Where angels stroll in innocence Or butterflies alight on toes
Where children are charmed Icicles are chimes in the trees Where Lullabies are sung Where love is always free
Whatever we choose This poem will be received by you Because the snow doves of heaven Are loves messenger of news
so your swan song and essence will go and on Your heart and sweet spirit Grows in the gallery of charm
