Soar
With The Angels
Jeannie
Lovell, © Copyright 2005
In Memory of Robert (Robby)
Lott
February 07, 1955 - January 13, 2005
It seems like just yesterday when
trumpets played and angels rejoiced, bringing you forth in human
creation.
You came from a celestial kingdom, passing through the veil, a
gentle swish like the sound of wings, angels sang in grand jubilation.
Now it is time for your return;
good-bye for now, our hearts ache and we open our arms for one
last embrace.
Loving angels are here, bringing us the strength to endure, pushing
away the tears of mortal man; letting us know we are all in God’s
good grace.
We wanted to hold you tight with
every fiber of our being; desperately not wanting to let you go.
So terrified that if we closed our eyes for even a second you
would surly disappear, afraid to turn out the light.
Your soul is a beautiful jewel
riding on golden clouds of silver and gold, your purpose here
is complete and we are going to miss you so.
God has wrapped you in a cloak of divine love, saying it is time,
for us; well it just doesn't seem right.
Fly, fly away and discover who
you really are.
Fly… fly with the wind; soar with the angels through the
gates of heaven; enjoy every moment of your flight.
Fly high above the mountain tops into the heavenly skies; see
the glitter of every star.
Fly high dear precious one, until you can see a rainbow from far
above, oh such a glorious sight.
Heavens door is open; the time
is now for you to spread your beautiful golden wings.
The sky goes on for all eternity; soar to the highest of heights
until you find Gods radiant hue.
You’re an angel now, you
have important things to do; you’re no longer attached to
earthly things.
Awesome is the heavens above, a playground of golden treasures
and loved ones awaiting you.
In the distance trumpets play and
angles rejoice on this day of your passing, listen carefully and
you can hear the church bells ring.
You were a very special man who gave so much love to his family
and friends, a divine sprit who we cannot replace.
A gallant spirit now celestial
bound; golden wings you are awarded, from the balconies of heaven
angels sing.
Your essence etched in our souls, good-bye for now until again
you will be in our embrace.
Like the soothing calm of a gentle
ocean breeze after the harsh cold winds are laid to rest.
Your memory is a safe harbor to dock our vessel; storing our love
for you in our treasure chest.
Fly, fly away and discover who
you really are.
Fly… fly with the wind; soar with the angels through the
gates of heaven; enjoy every moment of your flight.
Fly high above the mountain tops into the heavenly skies; see
the glitter of every star.
Fly high dear precious one, until you can see a rainbow from far
above, oh such a glorious sight.
