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