In a field of starlite and magic we walked,
                  Dreams and fantasies forever at our touch.
             The wind rustling in the grass and the wildflowers.
                 Visions of a reality close enough to grasp,
                     But hot enough to burn at the touch.

                    Heaven above could only be as bright,
                    As our nights in that field of wonder.
             The lady who touched his heart with a magical flame,
               The guardian angel who protected her with love.

                     Two souls in a collision of passion,
                          Two hearts bound by love.
                        Two bodies consumed by desire.
                          A never ending connection,
                        Of heavenly wonderous dreams.

                    If there is a heaven then it is here,
                       In this magical realm of wonder.
                   Where our hearts and our souls collided,
                      And in the flames of our desire...
                          We danced together as one.

                         Tonight I am ready to begin,
                   My dreams have awakened to the reality,
                     That we will truly walk together...
                      In our field of heavenly flame...
                            Throughout eternity...

                                Author Unknown

                                  shhhh.....
                                    there!
                              did you hear that?
                          just the softest rustle...
                               A little breeze
                        just barely moving the leaves
                           on that tree over there?
                                    No....
                         close...but somehow not....
                                  The sound,
                             more felt than heard
                            when you walk barefoot
                          thru soft grass in summer?
                                    No...
                         This was even more wonderful
                                  than those
                               yet, sad too...
                          as it will never be heard
                              again.....this way
                       The sound of a shining new angel
                              taking flight....

                                Author Unknown


                         Everyone gets an angel . . .

                      You can't always see them, because
                        Sometimes they are invisible.

                       Sometimes they are your pet when
                               He kisses you...

                              Sometimes they are
                         A small treasure you find...

                     An angel might even be your friend.
                  Those angels are quiet, but what they are
                 Really saying is: pink clouds! a good day is
                           Just around the corner.

             So if you begin to worry too much, just remember...

                              Somewhere an angel
                         Is looking out for you too.