Rita Shay

Rookie (3/13 / Birmingham)

My Faith - Poem by Rita Shay

It’s hard to pray to a God I’ve never met.
I have trouble listenting to priests talk themselves in circles,
While sitting in clothes I don’t like to wear.
I don’t know where my bible is
And I don’t particularily care.
I don’t want to hear about some miracle,
Some impressive thing to prove my “faith.”
But then the wind stirs the trees.
And I believe.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 25, 2010

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