A time to speak
A time to stay still
A time for silence
A time to treat things as a big deal.
A time to take it one day at a time
A time to learn a art
As I believe in our God
As he would never part.
I don’t feel low
When God touches your heart
I pray for a calm life
I pray for hope which has no strife.
I wake up the next morning
And time repeats itself in a bizarre way
Yet through amidst of love and hope
There is a kingdom, from where we should pray and elope.
My poem written for you Divine 🙏🏽❤️
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