I say I don’t have a dad.
Is he really that bad?
What if I give him the time of day?
Would everything turn out okay?
The bible says to honor your mother and father.
But what if he does not acknowledge his daughter?
Love your enemies as well.
Isn’t life swell?
How do you expect me to love them when they hurt me?
Why can’t I just let them be?
Sunday, June 18, 2006
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I wandered over from Feather's blog, and I just wanted to say that I appreciate your poetry... you seem to be looking for grace in the midst of the raw pain of life. I am moved by your faith and humbled by your pain. My prayers are yours. Keep hoping, keep writing!
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