At Peace

I have have done a lot,

but finally,

I am at peace.

I have earned my scars,

but finally,

I am at peace.

I have sometimes more than often,

gone off the the straight and narrow,

but have not been forgotten or deceived.

I have been attacked,

with fiery arrows,

but finally I am at peace.

Of course I've have my good moments,

to go along with the bad.

There were times,

when I thought I had lost it all,

when what I needed,

I already had.

Do not get me wrong,

the ride was fun,

but finally, I can sing my song,

'Jesus set me free,

Jesus died for me,

and everytime I remember that,

I know that I am at peace'.


  • orchidee

    Good write Forever,

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