Childhood faith
My first memory
of hoping that
God exists
was a feeling He put
in my heart
--which persists--
I gazed up real high
into the limitless sky...
My little faith much more
of a "wow!" than a "why?"
Copyright © Michelle Smith | Year Posted 2024
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