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The Ring...

 

     Some say she had it since she was born.  Some say longer.  When she was to die it was to go to her first grandaughter.

      I was a sad morning in the Windspear house.  For Grandma had died.  The door bell rang.  Mother went to go answer the door.  It was her oldest daughter Oriya with her husband Naraku.

      "Oh Mom why did this have to happen"? ask Oriya.  "Oriya hunny I just don't know why it's just a part of life". said Mother. "But today is a very specail day for you Oriya you will see why".    

       After the funeral Oriya went to her room and she found a box on her bed.   There it was her grandma's ring the ring that was passed down for so long.  Then she senced she wasn't alone in the room she turned around and saw her grandma with angel wings with her arms reaching out.  

       "Oh Gram thank you so much for this ring it means so much to me".  "Your welcome hunny I want you to keep it and give it to your first grandaughter".

        And ever since then the ring has been passed down.              

Angels

Looking out the window

Wishing I was out there

Wondering what it would be like

If I only knew how to fly

Then I saw something flying

I looked closer and there it was

A lil angel right there in front of me

 

Oh lil angel will you please take me

I want to know how it is to fly

I want to see the moon and sit on a star

Please take me from this place

So I can see what life is really like

 

She took my hand and said

Come we shall go

And I asked

 

Oh lil angel will you please take me

I want to know how it is to fly

I want to see the moon and sit on a star

Please take me from this place

So I can see what life is really like

 

We went for a fly in the sky

I finally got to see what life was really like

Then I realized life isn't that bad

 

Oh lil angel will you please take me

I want to know how it is to fly

I want to see the moon and sit on a star

Please take me from this place

So I can see what life is really like

 

I got to see what life is really like

And now I know

I love my life

 

                            -By *E Balmer*

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