Saturday, 13 July 2013

The Mist For A Blanket

Gently slides
Covering you over all warm inside
So soft and gentle
Snuggly, huggly
A tree to protect you
Sturdy and strong
No harm or anything wrong
Sheltered from the storms
Arms stretched out wide
Guardians, sentinels and guards
All there above you sat in the tree
They are your lookouts
Custodians and watchmen and women
Or is all this a dream that has come into you
But what a wonderful dream it is!
Visions of who is watching over us at night
With all the love and might
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
13th July 2013

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