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Your Still Mine

Go to God with all your problems let them be known, 
Even when your hurt and crying thinking your all alone.
He breathes his loving spirit deep down into our lungs,
He says it's okay child I forgive you of your wrongs.
I'll save and protect you from all harm,
As I wrap you tightly into my arms.
Even when we get into trouble thinking we crossed the line,
He continues to rescue us saying your still mine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Michael Avatar
February 14, 2020 at 8:27 AM
Nice one...
De Beaulieu Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 12:14 PM
Hello Kelly Tice, so nice to meet you. I like this poem you created. Welcome to poetry Soup if you are new. Have a nice day my friend.
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