Kristin Carter Poet Lyric

A Gift

I feel it in my own two hands
and I know it’s in my heart.
It’s always been there waiting,
with me from the start.
I don’t know where it comes from
but I know it’s here to stay
to help me when I just can’t seem
to say what I need to say.
When I’m alone, in a crowded room,
and at the strangest times,
I’m oblivious to the world around me
and I find myself thinking in rhymes.
I know my mother feels it too,
but it seems to come and go.
She says it only fills her heart
when God wants her to know
that He needs her to hear His word
for herself and the ones she loves.
For strangers too, and all those who
have doubts about the Lord above.
So many nights, I’m kept awake
with thoughts left unspoken too long.
But no more will it linger, for it goes through my finger.
And with paper and pen, I can do no wrong.

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