In front of your alter, dear....

Williamsji Maveli

You are in my thoughts all times;
in your anguish and dreadful times

The idol of bereavement will never kiss
Nor the angels in the paradise will miss

Your elongated embraces and soft touch
to a certain extent  will make me rich

With my crack of dawn group prayer hours
Reciting a rosary for more better favors  

The sacred Sundays brought to cover;
to heal your pain in which you suffer

Tonight lots of people, will bring to daylight
Somehow to cheer up with candles in white

Celestial Songs are being sung for your charm
In front of your alter, with prayers in calm

By
Williamsji Maveli
www.williamsji.com