My light shall be the moon
And my path the ocean.
My guide the morning star
As I sail home to you.
Angels answer me
Are you near if rain should fall?
Am I to believe you will rise to calm the
storm?
For so great a treasure words will never do.
Here all too soon the day
Wish the moon to fall and alter our tomorrow
I should know, Heaven has her way
Each one given memories to own
My good Angel that comest from Heaven;
God has sent thee to take care of me.
