My Angels, God my Father, his Son, my wings
I would spend hours in nature, my Blue eyes amazed
I would make little beds out of matchboxes, filled with tissue
My matchboxes dotted all over my garden, for my Fairies, a bed
Excited each morning, my imagination rolling over from my dreams
A little kingdom at the bottom of my garden, oh what fun, I’ve create
Chatting for hours with my Angels, giggling and dancing
My time in prayer, the colours, the staircase, God’s Home
Grand library at the top, my choice endless, books forever
Each breath I took, feeling grateful, blessed, my Heart with love
If a tear should fall, mostly happy, my Faith brought this all
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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