God''s Gift

I sit here staring into space thinking of thier little hands and innocent face.

Reminicing and remebering a time not far back of tales and dreams and young minds exploring.

Telling stories of fairies and wood nymphes my marvelouse Nicky chimming in adding color to my tales of light and love.

Charlotte cuddled close to my side drifting off into the stars above.

Off to dreamland they went as fairies and wood nyphs waking the world from its cold dark slumber into a world of light and love.

Looking and staring at god's gift to me, on my breast my babes have slept.

No longer no more, the tales have died as my children have left my side. In my despair I have no where to hide.

I sit here staring into space thinking of thier little hands and innocent face.