We hold our faith
close to our chest
and will never let it go,
after all, it is the way we live our lives,
our judgements and our calls.
The way that we walk,
that makes us tall.
It is our future hope;
we have to get us through,
the disappointments and temptations
that come our way.
(18 September 2007)
Faith can be tested my friend, not all hold to the faith my friend...10
Sometimes my faith has dwindled to whispers.....but I have never lost it....IT IS what helps to get you through
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My faith in God is ever true David, I'll hold on to it for the rest of my life, Lovely poem David.--Melvina--