Until home

It’s a too hard road

For a too young soul.

I’m sorry

for the questions you ask.

I’m sorry

for the answers I have.

I’d give you the moon,

I have only the truth

Can you believe

What you can’t see?

He holds my hand as

I’m holding yours,

Through our space,

Through your rage.

Peace comes after the fight

When God and I will hold you tight.

Advertisements

Please leave a reply. I enjoy and appreciate comments. All comments are moderated. before being posted; please let me know if you want to keep your comment private (I will read it, but it will not be posted to the blog). Thank you.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s