Monday, May 15, 2017

Poem - Touch of Faith

A woman afflicted
with a rare blood disorder,
reached out a hand
and touched a cloth border.

The garment was holy
as it was what Jesus wear,
"Who touched me?"
He questioned all who were there.

The woman noticed
that she was not hid,
trembling before him
she admitted she did.

"I have been healed
from the depths of my pain,"
she told him why
and she tried to explain.

Jesus called her daughter,
brought warmth to her soul,
"Be of good comfort
thy faith made thee whole."  

The heavens are open
with the light of His Love,
faithful in spirit,
sweet blessings above.

Poem - I'm a Survivor

That moment when I heard the door closing behind with all my memories inside, my heart stopped beating. I can't remember how I made it t...