A movement all on their own, wanting to now type
I don’t know what they will create, my imagination joining in
They’ve both started, they are having fun, a story will begin
It starts, they’re off, let’s follow them, they are running out the gate
Wait, where are they going, I hope not for long, it’s after 12 it’s late
I do catch up, I’m guided, in front I see a tree
I settle down, as all gone quiet, no other words meet me
They’re off again, wait for me, my legs a little tire
I know your ready to continue this, my bed I must retire
I know you want this finished, tomorrow another day
I promise I will join you, so you both can have your say
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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