Home At Last (Dedicated To Dusten)
H Heather Burns
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As I looked across the
great expanse of time
clouds gathered,
the wind
whispered your name.
DUSTEN, DUSTEN!
The air became misty
a sadness filled
the surround
angels were hovering
and weeping.
Suddenly I heard soft
voices signing
in the distance.
A song of welcome
welcome home DUSTEN
Welcome home
Dusten was on his way
home.
It was then I realized
I must release him
for his heavenly journey
home.
Let your spirit soar as
a bird in flight
I bowed my heart
silently released him to
the wind
to be carried in the arms
of the angels home.
Home at last.
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