My father was a major influence in my life, and it was he who first got me interested in farming and the natural world. This poem reminds me of him, and was the source of the name of my new farm.
The White Fallen Feathers From Heaven
Written by Charles H. Miranda
- WHEN I EARN MY SOFTLY ANGEL
- WHITE WINGS OF FEATHERS HERE
- IN THIS LOVELY PLACE OF
- HEAVENLY DIVINE HOME OF
- BEAUTY;
- I'LL KEEP ON SENDING YOU MY
- LOVE ONE OF MY SOFTLY ANGEL
- WHITE WINGS OF FEATHERS
- FROM HEAVEN,
- WHERE MY HEART KEEPS ON
- WAITING FOR YOU AT HEAVEN'S
- GATES;
- UNTIL YOU HAVE GATHER UP
- ENOUGH OF MY SOFTLY ANGEL
- WHITE WINGS OF FEATHERS TO
- HELP YOU ALONG THE WAY MY
- LOVE TO FLY SAFELY INTO MY
- ARMS TO HEAVEN GATES,
- WHERE MY HEART KEEPS ON
- WAITING FOR YOU MY LOVE AT
- HEAVEN'S GATES.
- AND IF BY CHANCE THINE LOVELY
- EYES HAPPEN TO GLANCE UP
- TOWARDS THE BLUE HEAVENLY
- SKLY AND CATCH A GLIMPSE WITH
- THINE LOVELY EYES;
- OF SEEING A SOFTLY WHITE FALLEN
- FEATHERS GENTLY GLIDING
- DOWNWARDS FROM OUT OF THE
- BLUE HEAVENLY SKY EACH YEAR,
- THAN YOU WILL KNOW WITH YOUR
- OWN TRUE HEARTFELT FEELINGS
- MY SWEET DARLING DEAR;
- THAT ITS FROM ME TO YOU WITH
- A LOVING AND HELPING HAND WITH
- ALL OF MY LOVE AND PRAYERS FROM
- HEAVEN'S GATES,
- SO JUST WAIT AND WATCH WITH
- THINE LOVELY EYES FOR A SIGN
- FROM ABOVE;
- FOR ONE OF MY FALLEN FEATHERS
- FROM HEAVEN SIGNED YOUR
- LOVING ANGEL FOREVER MORE.
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