Like Angels Passing

One deemed the day would be grand while children played among the sand white wash lined the sandy shore

Like Angels Passing

One deemed the day would be grand
While children played among the sand
White wash lined the sandy shore
As little hands began to explore

Cloud passes by so swiftly
Like angels passing in the sky
And like the ripples upon the sea
Troubled thoughts have come to burden me

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