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
Tell Me About It 
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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