A Letter of Thanks

Dear God,

 By B. McIntosh

I thank you that when I’m in despair

You are always near

You hold me close to you and dry my tears

You remind me that some days will be like this

You don’t tell me that I should not cry,

Because you understand the reasons why

My tears flow only to cleanse my soul,

To wash away bitterness and leave it aglow

My tears don’t tell you that I trust you not,

They tell you I trust you to dry them up.

Through my tears I talk to you still

I tell you my heart and why I feel so hurt

And when I’m finished talking to you

My tears are gone like yesterday’s news.

Because you don’t scold me, but you listen to me

Then you dry my tears and hug me to you.

You place your joy within my heart, a dance in my steps,

A smile on my face and a song on my lips

And lord for this I thank you.

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