Guidence Poem by Malory Joyce
Guidence
Through their eyes
I am a growing child learning
right from wrong
but through his eyes
I am a growing child choosing
between right or wrong.
Their words will direct me
as far as I can keep them with me
but his words will always
live inside me
for when I hear that voice inside
my head telling me what
is right and what is wrong,
that's his voice always guiding me.
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