I lost my friend
I left my family home
Change, change and more to come
You are moulding us to be the three and one.
I am tired
Broken in fact
This lead on my head is so prevalently there
I look to you father as when I hold still I simply glare.
Time will pass
This is your time to shine,
Some people ask you how was your day?
these are my kind of people,
Humble kind and loving
Never pushing you away nor shoving.
Lord I know you’ve got this
This brokenness I feel inside,
God is my anchor, I won’t just survive.. I’ll also feel alive.
Jason
13th August 2023
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