I wrote this back in February 2013. I looked for it but could not find it on my list of poems. So, I thought I would write this in today. Enjoy!!!
I have learned about HIM,
our eternal father.
I have met HIM several times.
Life seems like it is always failing me.
Yet, I keep on living.
Here YOU are - with me every day.
I am so grateful.
I love you, God.
Yes, I do.
Bless you and Thank you.
Written 2/1/13 by Rebekah Rosie Lang.
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