Poems of Faith π
Where I Belong
I thought I was loved when I was young,
But I've come to find out I was wrong.
No heart-to-heart and no songs were sung,
Then Jesus came and now I belong.
God's Creation
Songbirds in air chirp sweetly in our ear.
Dragonflies by water dance in sunlight.
God's love for His creation very clear.
He fills hearts with gladness, no strife, no fight.
And stars shine bright in our vision of sight.
Β© Scott L.
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