Luke, not a traitor a hero. Why oh why did he die, he was our Guardian Angel



The Face of an Angel is all that’s here,
What is now done we must bear,
Not ready to leave but has to go,
Wants to go back but god says no,
Leaving your life is a scary thought
I guess it is something that can’t be fought,
A meaningful life that suddenly ends,
Think of all his family and friends,
An Angel is what he was meant to be,
Now just think of all what he could see,
Looking after us night and day,
Saying I love you in his own special way,
He is our sun, He is our light
He is the one who tucks us in at night
He is love our love
He is all around us watching from above