Belief
I've never been one for prayer
since the death of my sister.
I lost all my faith,
I thought God was a liar.
He took away all who
were important in my life
all who were good
and did'nt deserve to die.
Until one day I got shot
and nearly lost my life
I asked for a preacher,
and he came with his wife
As I lay there in pain
we took each others hands,
the warmth came over me
like laying on warm sand.
I had this unbelievable feeling,
of relief and of ease
my belief had come back
and now I feel the peace.
Copyright © Sheila Garcia | Year Posted 2008
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