Wash Your Face
I have learned so much since I knew it all
Falling down has made me stand tall
I have cried an ocean of tears..
Some from heartache. Some from happiness
I have never had much money
But I've always been rich
I have never gone hungry.
I have always had a home.
Even when I was lost in the world...i never felt alone
I have experienced grief...more than my fair share
Even when I didn't understand...i knew God was there
When all I could see was devastation...losing everything by choice or circumstance
By the Grace of God...i got another chance
I picked myself up….
I washed my face…
I thanked the Lord for his Amazing Grace
Since that day I have taken steps forward...some big...some small
Good days or bad days…
I find blessings in them all
For the soul that still suffers…
If you are in the same place…
Pick yourself up…
Look yourself in the eye…
And wash your face
Written by Melissa branch
Copyright © Melissa Lane-Morgan | Year Posted 2023
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