My Angel
Afraid and deceived,
... I ran away
Illusion and delusion, I’d obey.
Before I believed,
I would yet pray
To not be lost in this world one day.
My soul aggrieved.
The truth did weigh
Seeking audience above the fray.
An angel conceived,
To show the way
God found me in your smile that day.
Copyright © Mickey Brady | Year Posted 2014
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