The angels are making a cake, they are already celebrating, and singing “I can see clearly now the reign has gone…”, no opticians in my way…..” Those in the inner circle are smiling, Mother Nature is getting a second wind, there is hope for all, and tyrants everywhere, and those of evil thought and mind, are feeling the uneasy Heavenly squeeze…
Young pop star moans, what will that do to my ratings. God overhears the thought, a smile crosses his, her face, my children. They see the dark come, they have to come in, don’t they know, that light follows, patience.
