Time is patient,
The future is what you paint it;
The horror’s of your past I pray they fade quick.
Let the enemies of your dreams be vanquished.
Let your hopes rest on the throne next to where faith sits housed in Love
Let the memories of your Joy be recorded in histories pages,
Please roam your world free,
God never intended us to be locked in mental cages.
And BELIEVE you are a marvel to behold.
Your mirror and see who royalty is supposed to