Dear god

Dear god give me instructions
Because none came with the
death and,
I don't know how to build myself
A life in the bereft
I don't know how the parts fit or,
What the pieces left are for
I cannot lay this pathway
I cannot cannot hinge this door
For you've left me just a few
loose screws
In which to rebuild life but,
I don't have any tools left
No screwdriver or knife
Dear god, give me instructions
Because none came with his
death
And I don't know how to build
myself
A home in the bereftÂ
M P 1/10/21
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đ if only there were wordsâŚ..
Thanks John...where did 'happy' go...if you see her tell her to come back x
There are no words......only the faith that resides in you.....a STUNNING write!!........T xo : (
Thankyou Tony...so sorry for late reply x
Epic write that so many of us can relate to. It can feel hard to have faith in what feels invisible and untouchable. We just feel lost, abandoned. Your pen is mighty my friend. Hugs to you â¤â¤
Thankyou Gwen...sorry for bombarding you but I hate nit relying and I've let things get behind...hugs x
Stellar write
it's in us, have faith in Him.
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Thanks love x
You're welcome; sorry I had to edit my comment....I meant ' faith'Â Â not ' father' . I have a new mobile, still not getting used to it. LOLÂ