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10-28-2009 08:59 AM ET (US)
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ON THE BLACK LAKE
John, in his boat one grey autumn day Bobbing on the lakes black water His heart gripped by blackness As he sobbed for the loss of his daughter
His blood ran cold through his veins As he stared at the dark water there Water that would welcome him And end a life filled with despair
Johns life was as empty as his heart Now his dear little girl was gone That sweet yellow haired angel Without her he just couldnt go on
Then calmness came upon the water And he became suddenly aware He was no longer alone in his boat As he stared at the dark water there
The boat no longer bobbed on the lake As he turned to look behind him He saw God sitting in the stern And on the shore stood two Seraphim
God sat with smiling countenance His hair white as artic snow His soft eyes just radiated love And he emitted a warming glow
John stood silent before his god As the boat drifted towards the shore And the black despair which gripped him Left his body through every pore
Then Gods eyes looked toward the land To where his brace of angels stood And John was moved to do the same And in that instant he understood
For stood between the angels Was his sweet yellow haired girl Her broken body once more whole And a hallow sat above her curls
Though the heavenly father never spoke John understood the meaning clear His darling child made Cherubim was safe And his time was not yet near
Then singing the songs of paradise The Seraphim both ascended high While his darling girl waved to him And ascended herself into the sky
John turned towards the stern As the boat bobbed on the lake again But saw only an empty space The king had returned to his domain
John, in his boat that grey autumn day Bobbing on the lakes black water Now felt at peace with himself Though he still grieved for his darling daughter
The waters were not so black any more And love displaced despair in his heart Though he would always miss his angel He knew they would not always be apart
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