THE MIST FOR A BLANKET

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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

All Rights Reserved

 

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