Even though the storm feels over
I don’t ever mind the rain…
Or the stain
I don’t want to be the same
So what if there’s a stain
from
One remarkable storm
Soaked to the bone
This is worth it to me…
I’m no saint, but honestly
Can I be transformed?
Hearts are weather makers…
Have you heard
Salvation comes in the morning?
Baptized by truth
I have reaped what I’ve sown
It was worth it to me
It’s weird that I feel this way
I thought it would be more quiet
Instead of quaking…this aching
from
One remarkable storm
Reblogged this on Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie and commented:
Beautiful words…
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Hi John so sorry it took so long to repsond. I hope all is well with you! 🙂 ❤
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Hello there. It is well right now. Hope things are great with you.
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Lovely poem. Have a good week.
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Thank you so much! I hope your week went well. I’m happy for the weekend! ❤
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Thanks
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Beautiful Micki ❤
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Beautiful MichelleMarie 😀
Wish you a wonderful new week ❤
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Hello Irene thank you so much! Happy weekend to you! ❤
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Thank you MichelleMarie and a wonderful weekend for you ❤
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