On Sunny Street
My special angel, you are watching over me,
In the days of holly, or when it is blossomy.
A secret friend, following me through my days,
Though others may go, your love remains always.
Whenever trouble comes, your might is revealed,
As a hidden garden where beauty's been concealed.
An everloving heart, and knowing mystical eyes,
Your address lies in heaven, as the crow flies!
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