Attempt @ Poetry #1
If I thought it was going to happen, why wasn't I prepared for it? Maybe because I didn't want to be.
I wrote this poem about halfway through the summer. I was going through some tough stuff when I wrote it and I'm going through some of the same stuff now. So, I dunno. Here it is.
Blessed Assurance
Blessed Assurance,
you are my god-given sign
the face of Christ
I see throughout each day
You are the sun
that rises every new morning
the smile
that brightens my day
the friend
who there just to listen
the stranger
who lends a hand
and the words
that give me hope
But most of all
you are the hug
that gently reminds me
that my faith isn't misplaced
and that not only will there be a tomorrow
but that my Father in Heaven will be there,
holding my hand as it draws near
today it was that friend who not only was there to listen but to get my mind off of things... thanks chelsea
I wrote this poem about halfway through the summer. I was going through some tough stuff when I wrote it and I'm going through some of the same stuff now. So, I dunno. Here it is.
Blessed Assurance
Blessed Assurance,
you are my god-given sign
the face of Christ
I see throughout each day
You are the sun
that rises every new morning
the smile
that brightens my day
the friend
who there just to listen
the stranger
who lends a hand
and the words
that give me hope
But most of all
you are the hug
that gently reminds me
that my faith isn't misplaced
and that not only will there be a tomorrow
but that my Father in Heaven will be there,
holding my hand as it draws near
today it was that friend who not only was there to listen but to get my mind off of things... thanks chelsea