In Deed
Not for what I have done,
but what you've done for me,
you love me in deed.
Not for who I now am,
but for who I will be,
your love intercedes.
Not for my blemishes,
but in spite of all them,
your love supercedes.
You refine me with fire
like a purified gem.
You love me indeed.
6-20-2021
Copyright © Juliet Ligon | Year Posted 2021
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