Each Sweetest Sky Poem by Sharron Stephenson

may the magic that is in your heart,
be surrounded by love and happiness,
the whispers of two souls that match,
in perfect harmony,
send laughter and joy around the world,
to each and every one of us,
the breezeof the wind through the,
changes of time,
sway gently on our skin,
may the sun in the sky,
tan to a golden bronze,

the soil beneath our feet,
grow to the sweetest food,
for us to have each and every day,

the roof of the house,
in which we live,
keeps is safe from harm,
and dry from the storm outside