May God grant you always. A Sunbeam to warm you; A Moonbeam to charm you; A sheltering Angel so nothing can harm you. Laughter to cheer you; Faithful friends near you; And whenever you pray.Heaven to hear you.
It's raining silver feathers, the moon highlighting each single drop with it's mythical light. A young angel sits on the barren land, her dark hair and wings shadowing her face as she holds a little baby in her loving embrace.