My Faith (Easter) Poem by Randy McClave

My Faith (Easter)



I cried as I stood below the cross
My sadness was created by a great loss,
With drops of blood I was a lost sheep
Without my shepherd, I did weep.
That moment came and my faith had died
Unto the world I screamed, "You lied",
I then stood beside an empty tomb
Then my faith once again, began to bloom.

Randy L. McClave

Friday, March 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: easter,good friday,jesus,salvation
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Randy McClave

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Ashland, Kentucky
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