Somewhere in the distance rings a silver bell, far away, yet strangely near, a festive carousel. Turning cartwheels in my mind, playing music to my ears, throwing rainbow-coloured stardust in a cloud of snowdrop tears. The sweetest choir breathes a sigh, in perfect tune it sings, the bells chime out a melody, an angel gets her wings. And I can only bow and smile and pray it will not end; for it's truly a wonderful life with an angel for a friend.