My Jesus
Hello
Dearest one.
My moon
And my sun.
The Holy Begotten One.
Below
To none.
You wash me clean
With the power of your grace
I will a’sing
And kiss your sweet face.
You are my foundation
You are my base
To you
It doesn’t matter
My color
Or race.
If I’m rainbow
Or I’m gold
No matter
What I’m told
I know you’ll always love me.
Thank you, Jesus.
Copyright © Olivia Schwickerath | Year Posted 2022
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