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In my darkest hour

It is you I see

In my deepest prayer

It is of you I think

When I’m broken and torn

My spirit weary and worn

When everyone’s gone

You’re always with me

When they stop believing in me

And everything’s an impossibility

When the winds blow strong and cold

The pressures of life slowly unfold

When I fall down, tumble and roll

You’re always with me

And when I turn my back against your face

Disregard your teachings and your ways

Sprout proud wings and take flight

Forget that it was to you I cried

And you who my tears did wipe

You’re always with me

You’re always with me

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Abena Opokua said...

yessss! always. nice piece!

Esi W. Cleland said...


Nita said...

Interesting..I second with Esi, could be God

Kwegyirba said...

This is a beautiful prayer. The prodigal son comes to his senses, sort of.

Tye said...

@ Abena, right on! Thanks

Tye said...

@ Esi, God.

Tye said...

@ Nita, thanks(?)...IS God.

Tye said...

@ Kwegyirba, thank you! The prodigal son does come to his senses, sort of, thankfully.

Nana Yaw Asiedu said...

Sweet Love Poem to God. Easy to see how much you love him.

Tye said...

@ NYA, Thanks!...hmm, I do wish my life would reflect this love more though.

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