Curtis Johnson Poet Narrative

A Christian I Know

I know one
Who is most poised
And enameled with the
Likes of patience so rare.

For the longest time,
Pain has been her companion.
But she stands calm and still,
Refusing to allow pain to define her.

Through the blinding fog of mishaps;
Through the dark clouds of misfortune;
Through the many storms of adversities;
I see no shouts of 'Why me?", but a smile.

I am arrested and captured
By her enduring spirit
And deeply inspired
By her seasoned faith.

Like lions lay lurking for their prey,
Back injuries and vehicular accidents
Have tried to put her away.  But come
What may, the faithful Christian lady stands.

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