Sunday, April 27, 2008

Poems By Liz

ONE TRUE FRIEND
Elizabeth Pears 1999

I see his eyes smiling at me
from a picture on the wall
Seeming to know me…
To know it all
The mistakes I have made
sometimes make him frown
But I know his arms will comfort me
When it seems no one else is around.
My cares seem less pressing
My life seems less hard.
His voice I’ve never heard
But I already know the sound
Lovingly guiding me
And showing me the way.
My Savior,
My Hero,
My Friend.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I like this poem!
~carrie