With Me
With a swift tongue, Your Words are spoken.
Piecing me with Words to ease my troubles.
You have been with me for many years, through all my inflictions.
I open my eyes, and You are there.
I am submerged in Your Bosom. safe
You have known me before I knew myself.
With all my faults, I see your smiles.
As I look into the mirror, I see a stranger, yet You see me.
You have taken care of me, the me a don't know.
You have stayed with me; You promised You would.
With a swift tongue, YOUR WORDS ARE SPOKEN,
piecing me with Words to ease my troubles.
Catherine Johnson Broussard
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