I'm faithful to the talent given me
and so remain a worker of word craft,
for daily do I write my poetry
and praise my God for each and every draft.
To pen a line or two and maybe more
brings satisfaction like a warm embrace
that gives the reason what I'm living for,
although I struggle in this final race.
God gives the grace that's needed in this life
along with peace he promises to me,
the battles of a world that's filled with strife
have always been and will proceed to be.
I give my all to gifts he gave to me,
a faithful writer I will ever be.
August 1, 2013
Copyright © 2013 H. L. Smith