RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Innate Intuition - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Time after time, I've tried to tell you, but you never
listened to me.
Wanting you to know how much I loved you, yet not quite
enough to marry you.
Not wishing to hurt you, the furthest thing from my
mind, just wanting to be free and independent.
Giving my life to God, going wherever he sends me through-
out the years of life.
Intriguing and mysterious, always following God's will as
He puts people in my life when He wants to help them.
Nothing at all to do with me, just fulfilling the purpose
I was created for.
Having an innate knowledge and interior spirituality in
which to be used for whatever God had intended it for.
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