What To Do With A Fallen Hope
Forgive me
I have forgotten the fondness of a smiling heart,
or the levity of laughter's luxury.
I have lost the grail of passion,
and a passion for people.
Here I sit at time's old impasse
Huh
It seems I've never truly known faith
until I had no reason to believe.
Please Lord, help thou my unbelief.
Copyright © Rebecca Kiser | Year Posted 2025
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