I ASKED
Good, bad, or indifferent
Whatever be the checkerboard of my life
I couldn't thank God enough
He gave me crosses, He removed them
I faltered, He carried them for me
I stooped under their weight, He put them on His shoulder
I asked Him was my life worth it?
He pointed to the blushing rose, I stopped to inhale its fragrance
He guided me to the blue mountain, I drank my fill
He showed me the gurgling stream, I laughed with it
He took me to a wounded bird, I sang to her
He wiped the tears from an orphan's face, I cried with Him
He stood by the body of the dead, I wiped His tears
He stared into the leaping flames, I searched for life in the embers
He held my hand in His, I knew what my life meantĀ Ā
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Shaiqua Murshed,
Very thought provoking verse, I love it, My applause, My five stars
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WILLIAMSJI
I have deep faith in God.
Thank you.
Very heartwarming write miss Shaiqua,
" took me to a wounded bird, I sang to her
He wiped the tears from an orphan's face, I cried with Him
He stood by the body of the dead, I wiped His tears
He stared into the leaping flames, I searched for life in the embers
He held my hand in His, I knew what my life meant"
beautiful, much love to you xx
Thank you, Nardine Sanderson, I take life very seriously and always count my blessings, things could have been much worse.
Much love to you, be well.