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Take Me Home, God

Waking up in a strange place,
Not remembering what happened,
Yet here I am in this strange chair,
With wheels so foreign,
But only known to me.
This injury this nightmare.
What am I to do?
I am lost.
I am scared.
I look up and start praying to,
The one who will save me.
The only one who will comfort me,
In this nightmare on earth.
I pray please God, Take me away.
Bring me home so that I can be free.
Make me whole.
Make me healthy.
Walking
Breathing
Dreaming
Home into your arms,
As the tears fall,
A bright light hits me,
Warming my heart and soul and,
Then I know he has healed me.

Copyright © Shirley Hudson | Year Posted 2022

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Rico Leffanta Date: 7/22/2022 6:47:00 PM No need to rush hanging around singing Josannahs for the rest of eternity . . . . Login to Reply Shirley Hudson Date: 7/22/2022 8:33:00 PM I wrote it for another person actually needed faith. I just noticed her attitude and her value for life had gone down plus we had a little riff about God, I felt bad so I wrote her a poem. Her spirit rised up a bit so I felt alot better.

Darlene De Beaulieu Date: 7/22/2022 11:32:00 AM Hello Shirley, A beautiful prayer for God to listen to. You are beginning to walk and evry day you walk you will get better at it. The rest will fall into place. Friendship & Love, Darlene. Login to Reply Darlene De Beaulieu Date: 7/23/2022 10:55:00 AM Hello Shirley, that was very nice of you to write a poem for the lady across the hall. I pray to God every night. Yes he has faith to listen to others. Hugs. Shirley Hudson Date: 7/22/2022 1:59:00 PM Actually the poem was written for the lady across the hall from me, she's been having a really hard time getting better in her injury. I've done my praying to him and plainly put he quit listening to me so I disconnected the line but I have faith he listens to others. She liked the poem I'm ok with that.