On a Friday

I have to say
I love my God
Terrifying though He may be

While I break faith
He does not

While I grow weak
He is strong

While I am scared
He defends the fatherless

And always with the listening
He always wants to hear

“Come to me,” He says
Again and again.


20 thoughts on “On a Friday

      1. Soul Walker,
        If I could I would offer you a cup of coffee as you have mentioned coffee in previous poems. Though I realize that wishes for comfort do not do much but I offer these words.

          1. Soul Walker,
            I am just curious since there are numerous brands and blends of coffee from which to choose. What is your favorite? You mention coffee often and I wonder what flavor to imagine the scent. Forgive me if it isn’t significant,

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