My Seed of Faith
If a seed grows in time
to a life giving vine.
Then
my seed of faith can be
without mistake.
I should have known,
everything takes time
to grow.
There are groans
of growing pain. The rain
must come to water us deep,
before we set of doing good
deeds.
I was just staring to hard.
Expectantly waiting for
something marvellous to happen
too fast.
I shall read
over this poem, let the words
ring true. Somehow in this
moment I've come to grasps
with the truth. Remember this
and stay true.
Copyright © Andy Craig | Year Posted 2013
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