When I Became First Aware
Your presents I felt, yet without so much a trace
Like how it feels to be loved, without being touched or embraced
Your distant; yet close to me, at any given day
The guidance you have shown me, at times I go astray
I never really noticed or thought about you near
To say the least I never knew better, than to ask if you cared
All I know is how I feel to know, I will never be alone
For now I know the thought of you is real and from which I have grown
The day I turned my life around and called to you through prayer
My eyes were opened, my purpose revealed
The day I shed a tear
When I became first aware
Author
Rose-Marie
Copyright © Rose Egan | Year Posted 2008
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