Lucretia Crouse Poet Triolet

Lost and Found

There was a time when I did not believe,
and with disdain I mocked your thoughts on God.
“How can He heal?” I asked, and watched you grieve.
There was a time when I did not believe;
you seemed so duped and most of all, naïve.
Yet still upon faith’s path you firmly trod. 
There was a time when I did not believe,
and with disdain I mocked your thoughts on God.

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One hopeless day I kneeled to pray, and bowed;
and found my answers as I turned to Him.
I thought of you ~ His blessed love your shroud.
One hopeless day I kneeled to pray, and bowed.
He saved my soul; to follow Him I’ve vowed.
A choir of angels sang a heav’nly hymn
One hopeless day I kneeled to pray, and bowed;
and found my answers as I turned to Him.

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Anne-Lise Andresen June 24, 2012 at 12:55 PM This is a beautiful written poem Lucretia - thank you for sharing it. - Have a lovely new week. - love Anne-Lise

Andrea Dietrich June 22, 2012 at 10:14 PM wow, what a GREAT inspiring poem this is, from one who once did not believe! That makes it all the more powerful.