Lost and LonelyOnce, not long agoI feared what the morrow Might hold Lonely, scared, never Having been on my own I did not think I could Make it alone But as the season change So did I I became- a little wise, For I realized I would live, not die For GOD can mend a broken heart A shattered dream A life torn apart He bides His time While meeting Your needs And as on the wings Of a bird, He can set You free... So let Him have His time And do not rush Him so And you will find A life and love Better than you could Have chose Your humble servant Donna Golden DGO41@aol.com Back to Christian Poetry
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