Talking to
someone
Retracing
steps in life
I realized
I’ve come a
long way
I learned
I have
grown
I rejoice
I have no
regrets.
Though pain
stabbed
My inner
being
Grief almost
Maimed my
soul
My heart
cried
Till every
tear had run dry
I survived
I lived to
tell my story.
At every
juncture
Every difficult
phase
My heart though
grieved
Had made
the right decisions
I loved
I gave
I helped
I cared for
others.
I thank God
Who has
been
My Helper
My Counselor
My
Comforter
My Guide
My Strength
My Protector.
Years of pain
Numbed my
mind
Yet He kept
me going
He kept me
sane
His love a
balm
Over every
wound
His words
so loving
It gave me
life.
It may seem
I am a hero
But I know
The real
hero
Is God, the
One
Who
silently shielded
Carried and
held me
Till I found
myself.
- Henrietta Decruz