Fragile snowflakes falling,
God is calling me;
Snowflakes turn to rain,
To wash away my pain.
The wind is blowing hard,
But the sound of it is calming.
It whispers in my ear,
"God is near,"
And nothing is alarming.
Hurricanes will blow
Tornadoes will turn
That's when I will know
And that's when I will learn.
Let the sun come out.
It's trying to now-
The wind may blow the clouds,
But Lord, You keep me on the ground.
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God's Love in Poems
PoetryPoems written about my life or moments in my life with God at the center. Poetry Is... Poetry is a moment of feeling, A moment of dreaming, Or a moment of memories Put into words. Transferring those feelings, Dreams, And memories, From my heart- To...
