I kneeled before God thousands of times,
I cried falling to the ground begging him,
I screamed at God mad at the feeling he had forsaken me,
I made every deal to him,
I wanted only one thing,
I asked him for one lady,
Just one to call my own,
One I be willing to work and earn her through hard work ,
Prove who I am and who you made me to be,
Honest, loyal, loving, truthful thoughful,understanding,good listener, so much more,
I asked him for one I will always adore,
One I would give my life to,
One I ask to be my wife,
One of a kind,
One that was special in everyway,
One that was beyond anything I though a lady should be,
One bad night I gave God and family a bad fright,
I died , he yelled at me for what I done and in return he scared my ribs with a cross so I would never forget what had happened,
He is real that what happen was true,
He kept his word though my fight in life one did appear out of know where by fate or by chance I knew it god that did this for sure, that very night my whole life changed I knew she be there always remain ,
To this day I pray for her family and world ,
For ever more I will adore,
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Author:
Joseph M Marion (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2019 10:30
- Category: Short story
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Comments2
This is truly wonderful.
Thank you so much
I write from my heart not my head it's a command in order of the heart
I can understand this. I was told a few years ago "If you do not have this operation you will die" coming out of the anaesthetic my life had changed - everything is good and positive now.
I chemicly tried to remove my life when I woke hand prints on my back shoulders and cross fused in my ribs . I now feel I have a shadow or something fallowed me back
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