In crescendos and surges of light,
Beneath the somber, crimson sky,
Beyond the shadow's line,
He stretched his wings in haste -
He found and swept an angels heart;
They shine and struck embrace –
And onward flew the angels,
By crimson flame and flash -
We simply stood and stared a while,
And heard the trumpets blast.
We saw it singed and scorched in light
And in the glow of golden blaze,
The past cannot declined.
No meaning slips away.
A love designed to last the years,
Will not be torn or taken,
A mother’s boy united,
A time for celebration.
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