In the land where temples kiss the sky,
Where ancient spirits softly sigh,
She found a love both deep and true,
A place where life began anew.
The rivers whispered through the trees,
A melody carried on the breeze.
In Cambodia’s arms, her soul took flight,
Guided by its warmth, its endless light.
A child’s laughter, a gentle hand,
A bond unspoken, a love unplanned.
Through Maddox’s eyes, she saw the grace,
Of a proud and resilient, sacred place.
The fields once scarred, now bloom with peace,
The echoes of war find slow release.
Her heart beats now for this vibrant land,
For its people, its beauty, its shifting sand.
Angelina, with a mother’s care,
Builds bridges of hope, beyond despair.
A temple of love, she leaves behind,
For Cambodia, always entwined.
In the emerald jungles, the stories unfold,
Of love eternal, and courage bold.
For in this land, her spirit’s free,
Cambodia, her heart’s legacy.
Lucky in Cambodia
Beneath the skies of golden hue,
Where palm trees sway and life feels new,
Cambodia whispers, a gentle song,
A land where spirits all belong.
The sunrise dances on Angkor’s stone,
Telling tales of kings, now overgrown.
In every grain of sacred sand,
Luck weaves magic through the land.
The lotus blooms in waters deep,
A symbol of hope the heart can keep.
Through trials endured, the people stand,
Resilient souls with guiding hands.
The rivers flow with stories untold,
Of ancient paths and dreams of gold.
Fortune smiles where kindness grows,
A blessing in each heart that shows.
In Cambodia’s fields, luck takes flight,
A peaceful dawn, a starry night.
With every step, you’ll find a clue,
The lucky charm that lies in you.
REVELATION 9:15 So the four angels were released,
who were prepared for this hour, day,
month, and year to kill a third of the human race.
I’m a survivor Angie. Survivor of Le Baron Rothschild’s insane test run for the Apocalypse in Cambodia.
Of course i am strong enough.