Friday, 27 September 2024

Who Remembers

Who remembers listening to the sweet birds, window pane they stay
What about the Feathers spot, collected, in jar lay
How about the night sky, many hours count the stars
Sat on swing in garden, go high, alive you are

Who remembers the Rainbows, everyone says wow
Did you climb the trees like me, learn daisy chains, how
What about the candy floss, brought from seaside stand
Did you paint the picture, the Butterfly you found

Oh what fun, I did these things, many years ago
A child I was, I felt so free, in God’s world, I belong
Connected to my Spirit, Angel whispers I could hear
My childhood with memories, an adult, they’re not here

So for today, with birds I’ll sing, I’ll catch their feathers fall
I’ll join the dark this evening, spend hours stars and all
Jump on my swing, upon Willow tree, freedom in my flight 
I will listen words from Angels, my inner child I’ll meet tonight

Love, light and healing energies too you all 
Tm

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