Blessed are those who around you
For they don’t miss you for a moment
Fortunate are those who get a glimpse of you
For they don’t need a refreshing coffee
At St Francis fella don’t visit churches
For luck favor those with you
Blessed are who share space with you
For they breathe life in every breath
No pain, no tear and no heart break anymore
Mirth love and optimism all around
What else folk can do???
It’s the magic of your aura though
And pity for those who don’t get moved
For they don’t accept the order of the world
I feel jealous and curse HIM for the same
May be in my next birth I will be blessed though
They follow harder right over easier wrong
May be they follow you
For the years to come St Francis may boast
Such a miracle walked through...
Thursday, March 11, 2010
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