I shall be where the angel watches,
doves fly in flocks, ships sail under
If you happen to search for me___
I shall be where the streams flow pure,
the roses bloom in springtime,
under a shade tree during summer.
If you happen to hunt for me go where
the big dipper shines, a place of sanctuary,
where there is an orchestra of violins.
You shall not find me. This is what I assume.
Bend the hands of time, and stroll down memory lane.
You shall never forget me.