Our angels in the sky
They watch down on us
Giving us strength and
Protection whenever we
Need it spreading light
And love to the people
You meet and shining
Through you reflecting
Gods love for all of his
Children spreading
Peace and love to all
Who need it and
Reaching out to help
Others find their wings
And to fly as well
Soaring through the
Sky and above all trouble

Her devotion to 'Chicago manual of style' was phenomenal,
I was an ardent follower of style book of Associated Press,
Our loyalties,  were based on sound arguments, yes,
the  result;  we did split, and the writing stood where it started!

So full of colours,
It is so very pretty,
I love the rainbows!

Every colour,
Works it's way into the sky,
Till you hang up high!

An assortment bright,
So very full of colour,
And full of luck too.

*~Marian~

Clouds are floating by,
Royal is the pretty sky,
The clouds keep floating.

*~Marian~

The sweet gentle rain,
Falling with a pitter-pat,
Rain sings me to sleep.

*~Marian~