Post by Jo Smith on Aug 6, 2023 18:20:39 GMT -5
High into the sky
High into the sky, my Becky does now fly.
She has now told this world goodbye.
She has now seen the world from way up above.
She has fallen in love.
With the wind in her face and a smile that nothing can erase
She is sailing into new joys and has found a glorious place.
Her heart pounds with excitement and delight.
Nothing can cause this girl any fright.
She is bold and will reach for the stars.
Why she might even try for mars.
I am sure the heavens will welcome this lovely sight
This birdie who has fun with all her might.
The angels looked down in awe
At this most amazing sight they ever saw;
A lady with wings like a bird.
Singing the most joyous song ever heard.
I’ll fly away oh glory
I’ll fly away. Some happy day
That is all I have to say
Things are going my way.
This is Miss Becky turned 65.
She is so happy to be alive.
Written by Her mother,
Jo Smith.. August 6, 2023.
High into the sky, my Becky does now fly.
She has now told this world goodbye.
She has now seen the world from way up above.
She has fallen in love.
With the wind in her face and a smile that nothing can erase
She is sailing into new joys and has found a glorious place.
Her heart pounds with excitement and delight.
Nothing can cause this girl any fright.
She is bold and will reach for the stars.
Why she might even try for mars.
I am sure the heavens will welcome this lovely sight
This birdie who has fun with all her might.
The angels looked down in awe
At this most amazing sight they ever saw;
A lady with wings like a bird.
Singing the most joyous song ever heard.
I’ll fly away oh glory
I’ll fly away. Some happy day
That is all I have to say
Things are going my way.
This is Miss Becky turned 65.
She is so happy to be alive.
Written by Her mother,
Jo Smith.. August 6, 2023.