I found this one in my archives. It's actually the shortest I've written. . . thought i could share it with TJ pips. 
When all’s not well,
They hide themselves,
So men can’t smell
the potion’s spell,
But angel’s breath.
When all’s not well,
I hide not me,
So men can see
How God sees me,
That I fall not
To Hades’ pit,
I fear not death.
- enni
When all’s not well,
They hide themselves,
So men can’t smell
the potion’s spell,
But angel’s breath.
When all’s not well,
I hide not me,
So men can see
How God sees me,
That I fall not
To Hades’ pit,
I fear not death.
- enni
