As I Am

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I come to You on bended knees,
With crumbled hopes not meant to be.
I come to You when tired and sore
And when my heart cannot endure

The pain I feel, the pressure great
And there You are! I never wait!
No matter where, no matter when,
You pick me up time and again.

If broken, torn, discouraged, sad
You are the friend I’ve always had!
You brush me off and help me stand;
You cherish me just as I am.

Ruthmarie Brooks Silver

Author: marvaseaton

Marva Seaton is a Mom, Author, Blogger, and Poet. She is passionate about issues concerning woman and tries to highlight stories of those suffering abuse. She strongly believes in fairness, equality, and the empowerment of women. View all posts by marvaseaton