The storm that passed spread out its wings and created a circle of such devastating things.
 It wove it's way around your path, crashed it's fingers and stole your laugh. 
It wrapped up your love and threw it aside, encased it in rain along with your pride.
 It stole your sun and left you grey, pinned down your hopes and left you astray.
 The clouds burst in and cut your heart, pulled out your feelings and ripped them apart.
 It tried to destroy you, turn your kindness to stone and went so fast leaving you all alone. 
Threatened in darkness, and clung to cold walls, wake up the little Angels and wait for their calls.
 Let them bring back pure skies and love all abound. Let them lift up your heart and hear it's healing sound
. Let the grass feel cool under the caress of your hand and the gentle breeze mend your thoughts in the glowing sand......Vivienne Gill