As a child small, my mind it would fligh high
Soaring over rooftops, skimming clouds in sky
Meeting icicles on mountaintops, the sun I took great warmth
Sitting in the branches, singing with the birds
Skipping through the fields, rolling down the hills
Swinging on the rainbows, colours there of treat
Swimming through the oceans, visiting the depths
Seeing there a brand new world, alive in the seabed’s
Talking to my Angels, dancing round with them
Picking out the flowers, a gift I give to them
Standing in maternity wards, watching new ones born
Comforting those at gravesides, praying for their morn
Sitting in Gods garden, every single time
Talking words to him, looking in his eyes
Taking all I’ve heard from him, bring it now into our world
The poem I now write for you, I share all I was told
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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