Faith

Huddled in the doorways    Old woman wearing tattered shawls    Beads of hope in their weathered hands    God like images fill their walls     Nothing can break their faith    Their destiny is already at hand    When thir souls depart this world     They will go to their promised land    My hope is for all the Senoras    And for all their loved ones too    The answer to their prayers    Are unspoken words that our true    My plea is to their God   An image in their head    Please do not desert your faithfull believers     When they are placed on the alter of the dead
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Dey Avatar
June 26, 2014 at 12:28 PM
Congrats dear...nice poem
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June 25, 2014 at 5:12 AM
Read and enjoyed the poem. Congrats on the win,
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June 24, 2014 at 8:43 PM
RIHCARD.. Congratulations!!! Thank you for supporting one of my many contests. I enjoyed every entry! If you like, stop by my latest blog "Never Say Never or my newest poem, THE NEW POET." It's a sweet dedication to every old and new poet. I've come in contact here on this site. Always & Forever ~LINDA
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