My Dear One.

Everybody needs a shelter from time to time.

Poetry ~ Michael, The Archangel.

True love comes from the good deeds of others.

A memory helper I need and require. It keeps me focus and on track.

Your guarding angel is watching over you every minute of the day and every moment of your entire life.

Please read and leave comments telling me what you think. It would be very much appreciated. Thank you.

A poem/ simple write-up dedicated to a friend of mine, it is hard for some to maintain relationships when they must seek to help others or simply help themselves. Along the way, in this journey called life, we harm many and make many happy. Drifters do LOVE, they love in different ways.

Are we truly helpers to one another?

Hide not your face from me in the day when I am in distress. Incline your ear to me in the day when I call, answer me speedily. Psalm 102:2.