Acoustic Guitar Praying On Wednesday Night

Poetry

Please be, the best thing for me,

Please be the love, I get on Earth.

You know my King is first,

You know my God is first,

After that, I want you.

Come home, come home, come home,

Where you belong.

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What are you waiting for?

Everything you’ve ever wanted,

Everything you’ve prayed about,

Draws us closer and closer with hands held at church.

What are you waiting for?

You can’t go a day without my love on your mind,

What other sign do you need?

And every time you pray about us the answer is yes,

When I pray, the answer is yes.

Where we belong, where we can grow stronger.

Please be the best gift for me and I pray that I am the same to you.

Oh God please let this be true.

Published by Edmond

Edmond is an INFJ layman writer, creating freestyle poetry as an outlet for his emotions for over thirty years. He can be reached at: Carolinawriter@protonmail.com

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