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Jillian Taylor Poem
Dear Heavenly Father,
Because I know you, I know true love. A love I didn't deserve.
Yet you saw fit to make me a mother of the most beautiful little girl.
You loved me enough to give me a second chance at life
And you didn't judge me for being a single mother before I was a wife
I know I did things out of order but you make no mistakes
And I believe my footsteps are ordered even when they are hard to take
You gave the life of your precious son for the pardon of my sins
So I pray one day I'll meet you at the gates of Heaven and you'll gladly let me in
Father please hear this sinner's prayer as I seek your direction
And please continue loving me in spite of my many imperfections
Please see me for who I truly am, a woman in search of your grace.
Allow me to know you deeply, to know you truly, to be worthy of seeing your face
I will never be able to repay you for the life of your son
But I long daily just to make you proud and for the day I hear you say," Well done."
You blessed me with the gift of writing poetry but sometimes I'm at a loss for words
Because sometimes I can't find words to express the depth of my hurt
In those moments of weakness, the times when I feel like just giving up
I look at the face of my daughter and know there is no greater love.
Any time I needed anything in my moments of complete despair
In my darkest hour every time you are there
Thank you father for all you do, blessings I can't explain
Moments of true happiness, sunshine after the rain
Thank you father for mending broken hearts and for carrying burdens no one else could bear
For loving me unconditionally and for answering a sinner's prayer
Copyright © Jillian Taylor | Year Posted 2012
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I’m so sick of being lonely
Being the only one who is alone
The one who is missing you
The one who’s too weak to be strong
I’m sick of being without
Without love, without a life, without you
I’m sick of being sick of being lonely
I’m sick of being lost in love with you
I hate you because I love you
I hate myself for the way it hurts
I hate my heart for the way it betrays my mind
I hate love because I finally know what it means to “make it work.”
I love you because you showed me how to love
I love they way you let me mean I love you too.
I love the way my soul found its counterpart
Most of all I Love You.
Copyright © Jillian Taylor | Year Posted 2006
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I want you to realize I'm here
Not far, not near
In your mind. In your dreams
Sleeping to little. Sleeping to much
Aching to hold you.
Longing to feel your touch.
I miss you but need to be away from you
I want to be your friend because I still care
I can't be your friend because you're still there
In the body of a man who made me fall in love
Who made me feel. Who made me?
I can't function. I can't work
I ache. I hurt.
Copyright © Jillian Taylor | Year Posted 2006
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