Joys, Blessings, and Poetry

Sharing What Brings My Life The Greatest Joy Through Poetry

Each new day

Brings forth

A chance to

Renew faith

In myself

As past sins

Try to cloud

My sight but

I stand firm

Like a mighty oak,

Fighting for love

Of myself and

Beauty of being me

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