Lost But Found Poem by Jeremy Isabell

All you need is for one to hear

As your thoughts flow you shed some tears

No more fear and no more pain

Why is life a losing game

Nights grow old, dark, and sometimes cold

Soon like a piece of paper you will fold

Dreams come near like rivers and streams

Why cant I understand what any of them mean

God soon approachs and gives out a hand

Within a moments time those dreams you comprehend

A fresh start with that will not end

You begin unfold like a flower blooming in the soft spring wind

A new friend I have in God with an everlasting love

As pure as the beautiful white doves.