I Choose To Believe
Should I tarry,
wait not for me
I shan’t be coming this way ever again
Consumed by worry,
of things that might not be
You shall go on the same pain carousel for another spin
No need to hurry,
I choose to simply believe
Patience divine is a wait worth standing still in the eye of the whirlwind
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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