Faith
She fell
She didn’t tell
Anyone what was the matter
As everything fell into a scatter
Yet she still smiled
When everyone expected her to cry
She still tried
To live by
And have a little bit of faith
And keep her place
As the girl that always has hope
Rather than always trying to mope
Her life was good enough for her
Even though she had to run around saying Sir! Sir!
Yet she never complained
When she got soaked in the rained
She had hope, faith, and belief
That the world has a lot of happiness rather than grief
All she did was have faith,
and she was happy…
Copyright © Lynn Black | Year Posted 2008
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