The Fire Of Grace Poem by Roger Snow

As Smiles on a Swing
in some Playground of a
Mystic World unseen

As a Sparkle in the Wizards Eye
while time and space
gently pass us by

As though, , ,
You depend, on the comfort
of Your oldest friend, ,

In words sung soft and clean
comfort comes from places
sometimes unseen

never doubt, have a little faith, ,

Some Angel around you, ,
Floating their to shower you
with Grace

Learn to be in a State
of everlasting inner Peace

Worth every second you must wait
To gain the power of release

As an Angel
with Doe Soft Eyes
Watching over you ~~~~ End