Friday, 5 February 2016

I pray I pray

pray 
I pray from the birds in the sky
I love my friends and family and never want them to shy

So as I blissfully reap the rewards of above, like a flourishing dove
May love and grace arrive from within
Loving that person wholeheartedly 
Glory to what we all bring X

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