The Blessing….a poem by Patrick Power

I often wonder what it is like
To have a proper home
A loving family, friends and
Community all around me
And never be alone
I realise I am really loved
And cared for
In so many ways I don’t know
Their love protects me with
Angel wings
When I am feeling low
When the demons come out to play,
I feel all alone.
But I know you are there,
To show you care and support me.
It makes me feel at home.
There are always people that love me,
Care and cherish me.
They show me the love I need
But I did not realise it
Until now what real love means
My home is Sunbeam

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