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A short poem about faith. |
![]() A CHILDLIKE FAITH I turned my back on everything, I grew up believing in. And now, I can’t seem To believe - in anything. I know I am not – who I was! I have no hope, no peace, within. And, I’m tired of always hurting. How did I get to where I am? This constant longing, With nothing, I try, working. Looking back on the basics, I just have to face it, When I was a little child, I was happier and I was kinder, And I was a better me, Than the me, I am - right now. So, I’ll be honest with myself, I no longer want these things I have. More than anything else, I just want the thing I had. That child’s faith. No needing to know beyond a doubt. Just to be able to trust again, In Miracles; in Hope; in Love - in GOD. |