A windy path ,a narrow lane
Slowly paced, uncertain end
I walked and hoped for respite beyond the claws of failure’s paws
When I said prayers ,still and lowly, I sought His help daily
I wanted His help,to please and reflect Him
In this twist of a life’s journey
He found me a jewel and a gem
He showed me off, a star to the world
He gave me a name, sweet as honey
When I fell,He picked me up
When my heart was broken, He sort the pieces for me…
I’m here today and my story leaves a song so nice to hear…
He made me a king,from just a peasant of Love.
He’s touched me all over again…
I have a story to tell.
thoughts by Ejohnlov