I like to think about the love of my angels,
Those who have gone on before,
Wrapped around me
Like ribbons around a present.
The love of ages,
Of generations,
A shield of impenetrable power.
When I feel fear taking root,
I remember them,
My fierce protectors,
And I stand tall,
Knowing when the ribbons unfurl,
There is only infinite love
Stronger than any pain.
Beautiful
Thank you ❤️
Perfect, Neese. ❤️
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