Michaela

*I don't think I visualized what this poem would be, but God saw fit to make it what it was, may you be blessed...

My fairs skinned beauty, goddess with Amber waves, Emerald-eyed Gypsy...

Why is life so hard for you?

I catch tears in sky blue bottles and save them for rainy days.

Dance in the rainbow that I pour out on you...

How my heart does sing to watch the sun-kissed colors illumine your face!

What heartache, what pain do you know?

Maiden, young and pure, a portrait masterpiece beyond compare...

Are you hiding something underneath?

Those emerald eyes tell the tale...

Open up your heart little one...

Let me clean out the junk inside!

Someday your tears will bloom on the otherside!

Precious child, jewel so rare, Princess in training, Queen to be...

Let me carry your burden for awhile for the load is heavy, but my arms are strong...

Rest, rest, sweet one...their are angels battling by your bedside...no dark dreams tonight.

For I am the Prince of Peace, the Holy One, the Alpha and Omega...

I'm your Secret Keeper and Elbow Healer...

I am who I am and you are mine.

Oh little soul so weary and strong in the night when you feel you are alone it is then I sing my song over you.

Michaela, perfect creation, in Me the battle is won!