An Angel Speaks
Special Thoughts just for Jennifer Funshine
I see the way all lofty n high
Much darkness painted across the sky
The trail covered in thistle n thorn.
My clothes all tattered n torn.
A light, simple and sweet
Comes and lights the way of my feet.
Softly by my hand I am led
Tears are dried, no more shed.
Her words are soft and kind
My burdened heart they unbind
In her arms all safe and sound
An angels truth I have found.
With loving kindness