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How can some women hear your plight then come to your aid and assist you in your fight; not caring if you are wrong or right, but dedicating their self by day and by night.

Who are these women with hearts like a preacher our sisters our nieces our Mother Therese.

When heaven sent them as angels in our midst every day is like Christmas and we have no greater gift?

What can be done for these women to repay; how they have touched our lives like flowers in May;

May God keep them safe and in our hearts we pray, honor them with a special holiday.

 Dedicated to:

Halima

Sarah

Yamu

Kris

Farid [not a woman lol]

Anna



Darrly M.G.B

Copyright © 2010

The Creator

On those days when light is overwhelming every corner of my life, my earth, my time and my mind.
          Every aspect of my existence becomes clear – without despair, without fear.
          I am here to be the Lord, the Governor, the God and King to bring harmony, rule and order to this thing.
          The heavens and the earth; the solar system; the galaxy, the universe must submit in order to survive and prosper in it.
          Eternity is mine in endless space a paradise where time and boredom has no meaning in this place.
          I see all, I hear everything. I’m everywhere and I know all things; I issue a command and the angels sings.

Darrly M.G.B
Copyright © 2010