I sit out in the sunshine, upon the grass so soft
Overhead a cover, branches cover lot
A willow tree I sit under, the branches do hang down
Protecting from the sunshine, preventing colour brown
Out I take from my bag, a lunchbox, colour bright
Sandwiches in cling film, a meal in my sight
A bag of crisps, a boiled egg, that lay upon my lap
Next I take a napkin soft and place it round my neck
After lunch, my tummy full, I lay upon my back
Taking in the perfect view, branches create crack
Through I peer, to take a look, to see what I can find
There above a little cloud, a perfect shape meets eyes
My little cloud looking back, a heart shape it appears
It’s so perfect, I fill up, my eyes they do bring tears
What my cloud does show me, my Angel here with me
Saying I am very loved, my cloud showed this to me
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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