And where there is water I am home.
And where there is peace I am quiet.
And where leaves dance on a summer
breeze and birds chirp singing for me,
I am happy.
And where death is followed by new life
and green becomes lush and colours bloom
I am blessed.
And where I am home, in quiet solitude
happy and blessed, my dearest angels
place about me great wings, a protective
caress so I may heal, so I may rest.
Karen Hayward ©2016