The Steeple Shroud Poem by Isabelle Hunter

The bright light as I stared high into the firmament
It's light seemed to be a replica
Of the love we feel as a hostess plan of recognition
Held in the warmth of the universe of the steeple shroud To my delight the twelve days my true gave to me
Seemed to bring an impact of light through my memory
Enclosed in the glow of special mega power
As was ALADDIN that magic beyond the steeple shroud Wrapped in it's novelty of sunguard design
Spilling down upon its open attachmate
It's shrewd corrivean blasted in time
Lighting my life and day as diamond steeple shroud Authentically as it wanted the world to know
How the global warmth of life sweetens with warmth
And light sends it's converge to capture our hearts
In the illuminating prem the steeple shroud Graciously enclasped in that bright galaxy of proportion
It's object seemed to be to envigrate and please
My optimum conquest in the highest regard that peripherals
Form the merge of sky and the data base steeple shroud