IT MAY SEEM AN ILLUSION

BUT LOOK NOT OUT BUT WITHIN

THE WORLD IS YOURS

LIKE A SMALL BABE

NESTLED IN ITS MOTHERS ARMS

YOU ARE LOOKED AFTER AT ALL TIMES

YOUR ARCHANGEL MICHAEL PROTECTS YOU

THE GRACE AND JOY IS IN THE ACCEPTING

DON’T DENY YOUR RIGHT FOR EVERYTHING

A UNICORN RACES TO FEEL THE WIND

IT LOVES ITSELF UNTIL THE END….

Thankyou my Dear Angels This poem is wonderful.Hope you all enjoy it too.

Love and Light Margie