I wish you faced Me when you cried
So that I may wipe the tears from your eyes
Because when you turned to hide how you weep
You also turned your back on Me
Lean on shoulder, low but head high
Transfixed on changing marks of blue's skin's might
Why run from me, if I'd part seas
Move mountains, save you, please your pleas?
YOU ARE READING
Just A Girl With A Just God
PoetryLife................. There's no one way to explain it, but let me explain mine; I find it in Him.
