As I Am



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


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