Faith
I stand, then fall.
But still walk tall.
I limp when hurt,
But still have a smirk.
When taken down I stand,
Courage is my brand.
In times of darkeness,
Faith gives it's brightness.
When wounded I bleed,
But my rise does not impead.
When overwhelmed by troubles,
I smile and my faith doubles.
Copyright © Hector Leyva | Year Posted 2011
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