For Judy…God knows why, and that’s all that matters…
It’s not always
Easy
The directions
We are lead
The roads we take
Often rocky
The mountaintops so
Far away
But there’s
Hope
Greater
Than the pain.
There are often
Detours
Along the way
Directions
That aren’t
Part of our plan
But in the pain
Reach out
And take
His hand.
There are maps
We try to follow
But only one way
That leads us where
We need to go
A faith that Carrie’s
Us through
The heaviest of
Storms.
Follow the path
Reach out the hand
And even in
The darkness
You’ll always find a way.
Copyright ©️ Michelle R Kidwell
July.05.2023
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Michelle Renee Kidwell
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Comments (1)
Yes, the path through the storm is always your faith. Good job Michelle. Nicely done.